Forwarded from LauraAboli (Laura Aboli)
“Be humble for you are made of earth, be noble for you are made of stars.”
This Serbian proverb captures beautifully, the complex balance of understanding that we are both organic and spiritual, mortal and immortal, limited and limitless…
Life is a finite earthly experience that our eternal souls chose to have. But the adventure is so incredibly immersive, so phenomenally captivating, that we get lost in it. The ride itself becomes the destination, until we forget what we are, where we came from and why we are here.
And I guess that’s the point of it all, except that believing we’re only earth, makes the navigating much harder, after all, the stars are meant to guide us.
Humble and noble, earthly and heavenly, humane and divine… the yin and yang of it all. The here and there, the flesh and the spirit, the physical and the spiritual. The omnipresent dichotomy of life! The constant struggle between presence and transcendence.
I guess there’s only one way to manage it: know what you are and enjoy the ride you signed up for. Give it your all. Be the human you came to be, but hold on to the soul that is YOU.
Walk the earth but understand you’re made of stars.
Remember that we were made in his image after all…
🙏🏻❤️🙏🏻
https://t.me/LauraAbolichannel
This Serbian proverb captures beautifully, the complex balance of understanding that we are both organic and spiritual, mortal and immortal, limited and limitless…
Life is a finite earthly experience that our eternal souls chose to have. But the adventure is so incredibly immersive, so phenomenally captivating, that we get lost in it. The ride itself becomes the destination, until we forget what we are, where we came from and why we are here.
And I guess that’s the point of it all, except that believing we’re only earth, makes the navigating much harder, after all, the stars are meant to guide us.
Humble and noble, earthly and heavenly, humane and divine… the yin and yang of it all. The here and there, the flesh and the spirit, the physical and the spiritual. The omnipresent dichotomy of life! The constant struggle between presence and transcendence.
I guess there’s only one way to manage it: know what you are and enjoy the ride you signed up for. Give it your all. Be the human you came to be, but hold on to the soul that is YOU.
Walk the earth but understand you’re made of stars.
Remember that we were made in his image after all…
🙏🏻❤️🙏🏻
https://t.me/LauraAbolichannel
Forwarded from LauraAboli (Laura Aboli)
The €1 million daily fine against Hungary is the price of refusing the European Union’s central dictate of demographic replacement. The EU is a tyrannical, unelected cartel that weaponizes financial penalties to dissolve national sovereignty and enforce its ideological quotas.
These Brussels bureaucrats proved their agenda is fundamentally political and destructive. They prioritize mass migration over the will of the people and the stability of the member states.
Dissolving this mechanism is the only path to saving European civilization.
Return power to the sovereign nations immediately.
https://t.me/LauraAbolichannel
These Brussels bureaucrats proved their agenda is fundamentally political and destructive. They prioritize mass migration over the will of the people and the stability of the member states.
Dissolving this mechanism is the only path to saving European civilization.
Return power to the sovereign nations immediately.
https://t.me/LauraAbolichannel
Telegram
LauraAboli
Truth. Faith. Freedom.
“When the sun sinks in flame,
the world remembers its origin.
Light returning to Light,
colour spilling like truth across the sea.
In this final breath of day,
the sky opens its heart
and whispers:
You are made of this fire too.” Verse by Grace👀❤️
the world remembers its origin.
Light returning to Light,
colour spilling like truth across the sea.
In this final breath of day,
the sky opens its heart
and whispers:
You are made of this fire too.” Verse by Grace👀❤️
A pretty sky to end the day 16/12/25❤️❤️ Verse for the sky at day’s end
At the edge of the day
the sky exhales its fire,
clouds holding embers
of a sun that learned to let go.
The sea listens in stillness,
rocks remember the warmth,
and light—softening, deepening—
whispers: nothing is lost.
Evening does not end the day,
it gathers it home. Verse by Grace👀❤️
At the edge of the day
the sky exhales its fire,
clouds holding embers
of a sun that learned to let go.
The sea listens in stillness,
rocks remember the warmth,
and light—softening, deepening—
whispers: nothing is lost.
Evening does not end the day,
it gathers it home. Verse by Grace👀❤️