Let our hearts
be open.
Let our wounded places
be held —
reminding us
of our true nature,
helping us to continue on
when we feel like
giving up —
guiding us safely back
to the subtle,
wordless beauty
hidden somewhere
in-between the letting go
and rising above.
Amen
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This is so beautiful! Thank you for sharing!
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Of course. ❤ Blessings — Laurie
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Fabulous! 🙂 ❤
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I needed this. Thank you for writing exactly what I needed to hear. I’m going to read this one several times. It comes from such a beautiful, tender place of sweet self-knowing. And I like how it comes from an authentic place of having actually experienced being wounded and learning how to hold those wounds with compassion and trust. ❤
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Yes. There are no words for that kind of holding really.
It’s a tender thing. That’s how I found this part of me that does this holding, honoring and letting go naturally. I didn’t have to train myself to do it.. I found this tender natural space. 💛
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I’m wanting to learn more about how to do this gentle kind of holding. It seems I am often struggling against the pain instead of turning toward it and listening to its message. It takes great courage and strength to hold oneself so tenderly and to trust so completely.
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I’m happy to share. I struggled a long time. 💛
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Awe, Lorien. Your words are in my little prayer book Heart Space! That’s a tender place to start. I would like to send that book to you. I would like to do that. Just email me where to send it. 💛
lauriesnotes at Yahoo
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Just emailed you!
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Me too 🙂
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I hold the me that tries so hard and wears herself out still 💛
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Yes, exactly 💖💖💖
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💚💜💞
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This is one of my favorites. Always. 💕💕💕
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