We are souls, eternal and perfect, captains of our mystic ships: gods and goddesses of our universe. We are beautiful, we pearls of grit. We, the ember of everything. Our uniqueness IS what makes us special, and the expression of it is our gift to the rest of us. In order to feel happy and fulfilled, we must honour our own personal brand of creativity... let it out into the world... BE who we came here to BE.
And you, Ring-bearer,_ she said, turning to Frodo. __ come to you last who are not last in my thoughts. For you I have prepared this._ She held up a small crystal phial: it glittered as she moved it, and rays of white light sprang from her hand. __n this phial,_ she said, __s caught the light of Eärendil__ star, set amid the waters of my fountain. It will shine still brighter when night is about you. May it be a light to you in dark places, when all other lights go out. Remember Galadriel and her Mirror!__rodo took the phial, and for a moment as it shone between them, he saw her again standing like a queen, great and beautiful.
The Two Towers
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And you, Ring-bearer,_ she said, turning to Frodo. __ come to you last who are not last in my thoughts. For you I have prepared this._ She held up a small crystal phial: it glittered as she moved it, and rays of white light sprang from her hand. __n this phial,_ she said, __s caught the light of Eärendil__ star, set amid the waters of my fountain. It will shine still brighter when night is about you. May it be a light to you in dark places, when all other lights go out. Remember Galadriel and her Mirror!__rodo took the phial, and for a moment as it shone between them, he saw her again standing like a queen, great and beautiful.
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