I hold this space within in honor of all that has yet to be loved, holding what is here as it appears in me, as it appears in the world, as it is in all of us — as it is. — Laurie, Healer of My Own Heart
And so there was a lightening, a stepping back and continuing on, a fork in the road, a line drawn in the sand, the quiet knowing deep down that it was possible to be in the world and also in my heart.
I honor all that is this moment. I honor all things unspoken without judgement or condition. I honor without needing to change or heal. May what is most true in our hearts shine through all that is untrue on the surface. Amen
And so there was a sacred reunification with life. Each moment became a gentle reminder of the subtle beauty and grace of being in my heart and in a healing world, a point of reference for which there was no creatable experience to match and no words to express or explain.
Life became a series of small surrenders to a gentler way of being in my heart and in the world — trusting in what appeared and faded — knowing both the space behind and the unfolding story at once and having the courage and inner strength to hold it all.
For the times when there are no words to express what is in our hearts, give us courage to hold the quiet spaces in-between. Amen
And so my heart grew weary of the search for some kind of relief from the story being told on the surface through the eyes of the wounded places in me. And so its quiet, wordless whispers and its ability to sink in a little deeper became louder. And my willingness to listen a little… Continue reading My Greatest Strength