Author: Laurie's Notes

And so life became

a movement,

a prayer —

a continuous holding

and letting go,

an effortless reaching

toward the next

natural shift upward

and within —

no longer fearing

what was hidden

or clinging to what appeared —

meeting all experiences

with unspeakable reverence

and peace.

And so I began

to show up

little by little —

letting go

of all I had gathered

and carried

and held on to

and hoped for

for so long.

And though my steps were

often less than graceful

and parts of me

were sometimes frightened,

I never forgot

the truth

and the peace

of who I really am

and had been —

all along.

And so it was,

after all,

the quiet whisper,

the courage to trust

each small step

through and past

all that appeared —

the secret path

I couldn’t see

that led me always

back in

to my deepest heart.

And so by grace,

by my own persistence

and a little mystery,

I found way back

to my purest self.

And in the sweetness

of the return,

I didn’t long anymore

to be understood

or accepted

or loved.

I longed only

to somehow share

just a little

of the raw beauty I saw

in everything.

In a moment,

I decided to trust

just a little more

in my own experience —

just to see

what it would be like

to connect with a deeper me.

And so began

the most natural movement

as one by one

and without a thought,

I set down all that had seemed

so impossible

and so heavy

for so long

and this one moment began

to flow into the next.

And though there was still pain,

I knew that I was

forever changed

and would never be lost.