Let this life move
in its most natural way —
quietly, silently
honoring and listening
a little more deeply,
living from beneath
the surface —
deeply rooted
in its own
pure essence.
Amen
Author: Laurie's Notes
Quiet Reflections and Prayers
A Place of Honor
I hold this silent prayer
in my heart
in honor of
all that has been
unloved,
misinterpreted,
and judged.
I meet it this time
with a place of honor,
respect and
unconditional love
for self and other.
Amen
No Going Back
Having experienced
the true beauty
of being part
of a living, breathing
aliveness
bigger than my own
personal,
often very difficult journey,
after having risked
everything to find it,
there was no pain
big enough
to overshadow its tenderness
and no desire
to go back.
Beautiful Emptiness
With all of the pieces
gathered up,
after having glimpsed
the true peace
at the bottom of
the deep abyss below,
I let go
of everything
and jumped.
I stopped seeking,
stopped questioning,
stopped trying
to know the exact right
way to do it.
This time,
I trusted the pieces
to fall where they needed
to fall.
And I held on
to the beautiful
emptiness in the very center
of my heart instead.
The Most Precious Gift
In my darkest moment,
when I thought
I was most lost,
I received the most
precious gift —
the subtle knowing
of the exact, perfect mix
of holding
and letting go
at once.
Until There Is Nothing Else
Cover me in words
of the heart,
the untainted —
the inexplicable.
Whisper all that is
most true.
Remind me
again and again.
Tuck your love subtly
into my heart
until there is
nothing else.
Amen
Beautiful Discovery
For a time,
I seemed to lose
the sacred ground
of my deepest heart,
the place where
subtle knowing
is heard louder
than words.
What a beautiful discovery
to look back
and know
this place as me.
Before the Words
And so I entered
a state of prayer,
an intense healing —
a holding
of the most tender kind,
the decision to go
all the way
to the core,
to find the place
before the words,
and to never turn back.
No More Path
Finally there was
no more path —
except to turn around
and stand still
in my heart.
— Laurie, from earlier notes
No Words
I turned around,
remembering all who had
reached out a hand
when I thought
I was lost,
when I couldn’t hear
my own voice
or find my own
sacred ground.
And at last there were
no words,
no more questions —
no other choice
but to reach back.
Laurie's Notes 