Unsorted

Remembrance

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Softening

Beyond

There was a settling

down

into my heart

that continued to

deepen.

I began to understand

beyond thinking

and listen beyond

words…

I learned to hold

my own shadows

and light —

letting go of ideas

held too tightly

in exchange for

the lightness

of compassion for

myself and others

and the renewed strength

to continue on

as a clearer reflection

of my own quiet

prayer.

Continuing On, Softening

Unafraid

During times

of great shifting,

when emotions were

intense

and bodies

and minds tired

most easily

with each added thought

and moment of

learning,

I found it was

possible to return

my focus

to the stillness

within

and count every

single piece of

wisdom gained as valuable —

while being willing

to hold it

lightly —

remaining unafraid

to release all

into the creative space

I learned to

embrace again

and again,

each time a little more

completely,

as I continued on.

Prayers, Unsorted

Together

For the parts

of us

that grieve

for all that

can’t be expressed

in words,

for the frustration

that comes

when words are

attempted

and seen to be

insufficient,

I offer my deepest

silent prayer.

Know that we don’t

grieve alone —

even when it seems

we are on opposing sides

on the surface.

Somewhere, below

the surface stories

and very real

pain,

we know we are

connected.

And we know

there is a part

of us that

is healed.

May it continue

to whisper

as we find courage

to hold our grief

and our healing

together.

Amen

Quieting

A Gentler Me

For a while,

I looked to the

outer world for

something that would

offer an answer

or mend the whole

in my heart.

But this journey

had a way of

softening the healer

in me,

little by little —

until the purity

of her love

could no longer be

denied —

until there were

no more holes

in my heart

to be filled.

And life began

to reflect a truer,

gentler me.

Unsorted

In Compassion

I learned to move

in compassion.

I chose to notice

subtle insights

and find clarity.

I chose to know

myself more deeply

as both body

and spirit,

in this body for

a purpose I didn’t always

understand.

I chose to experience

negative emotions

and challenges

in new ways

and allow myself to be

drawn to new experiences

I didn’t know existed.

These new experiences

showed themselves

to me

as one continuous

quiet prayer.

And so I honored

this journey

in myself and

others.

Reflections

Unsorted

I found life wasn’t

as black and white

as I had once thought.

I found I was made up

of many parts.

And so was

everyone else.

I found that

not only was I not

any one part,

my parts contained

their own potentials.

There were pieces

of denial

to be released.

There were parts

I judged

and pushed against

and later embraced.

And there was

the day I realized

I was more

than the many parts

of the whole.

And I became

determined to remain

unsorted.