I hold
what is here
with love —
the natural unfolding,
this clear space,
the reverence —
all of this,
including all that is
painful and confusing.
Even as I feel
the shifting ground
beneath me,
I accept and love
all of it
as it is —
right here.
I know these arms
have held
the indescribable pain
of separateness,
reaching inward
and through —
daring to hold
ALL of the pieces
of their own
shattered heart
even before it was
clear they were
not broken —
because somewhere,
underneath the confusion,
a quiet prayer was
whispered.
🙂
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(((ALL of this, Laurie
💞
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🙏 🙂
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I love those powerful quiet whispered prayers. I love all these links too. I’m going to listen today! ♥️♥️♥️
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