And so it was
this deep listening
prayer
that reached down
into the places
in me
that couldn’t be
reached in other ways —
healing
and reminding me
how to listen
with my heart.
Author: Laurie's Notes
Quiet Reflections and Prayers
Gently Back
Help us
to see through
all that has
blinded us
from ourselves
and each other.
Remind us of
our true strength
and beauty.
Teach us to honor
both our wholeness
and our brokenness.
Quiet our hearts
and guide us
gently back
to this place
of neutrality —
if only for a moment,
if only in
our own hearts.
Amen
Without Words
I began to get
a sense of
what it meant
to be in the heart,
to notice the peace
I had longed for.
It was quieter
here.
And still I knew
to continue on.
After all,
there really was
no going back
and no clear destination —
only a mysterious
unfolding road
ahead of me
and the most beautiful
prayer I had ever heard —
without any words.
My Very Best
Life began to feel
more organic.
Trying to be
a certain way
or thing
was replaced
with natural movements
of exploring
and doing my
very best with
the pieces in front
of me
in each moment —
showing up
as my truest self
again and again —
trusting in life —
because I had dared
to let go
of everything.
All That Was Left
Because I had felt
the subtle shifting
at the bottom
of my heart
and noticed
its reflection
outside of me,
I continued on —
keeping my focus
in my heart —
whispering,
feeling,
and being
that same quiet prayer
I had followed
so long ago —
when it was
all that was left.
This Silent Holding Prayer
I found this
silent holding
prayer began to
reach far —
through the
wounded places —
into the tender,
most creative
magical spaces
in my heart
that couldn’t be
reached in other ways —
the ones that
carried on
so gently
through any kind
of storm.
Nothing Else
Having found
my way back
to this sacred space,
this unspoken
silent prayer
I had longed for
in my heart
and in the world
around me
for so long,
there was really
nothing else to do
but continue on —
to hold this space
and to be it.
A Quieting
And so there was
a quieting —
a remembrance
of the everlasting
calm.
Tired hands were
closed in silent prayer
instead of busyness
that had once
carried them
away from
this place —
for which they
had searched
for so long.
Here, In My Heart
Through a series
of small surrenders,
I began to linger
a little longer
just below the surface
where there was calm —
where sorting out
seemed to happen
a little more naturally —
somehow settling down
all that dared
to meet me
here, in my heart.
Steady
When we feel
most lost
and disconnected,
hold us steady.
Remind us we are
rooted firmly
and held
in a deeper place.
Amen
Laurie's Notes 