Quiet Reflections and Prayers
And so I vowed to live
in a new way,
fully present and grounded,
unafraid to be
among all that is messy
and unclear
and uncomfortable,
in surrender
to all that is most healed
in me,
holding space
for more healing
and sacred hope
for the transformation
of all that seems unhealable
and unsolvable —
in reverence
of my own experience
and yours.
Amen.
I found few words
were needed
to honor
all that crossed my path,
all that came up
from the still unhealed
places.
Often there were
no words at all —
no need to analyze
or fix —
only the complete willingness
to hold
and continue on.
I stopped
trying so hard
to be the me
I thought I should be.
And I started to
see the real me
just showing up,
naurally —
shifting
and evolving
as the stillness
and movement
of life.
I found that healing deeply requires us to reach a little bit. We are required to stretch a little beyond our conditioned thinking, entering unknown places we have been afraid to trust — creating space for new ways. I found there is a gentle way of walking through that is much more pleasant than struggling against and avoiding ourselves. I found healing can feel good — magical even.
— Laurie, Heart Space
I found there were places
in me
that remained unhealed —
tender places
I wouldn’t offer
in exchange
for the winding path
that led me back
to my Self.
I found healing wasn’t
something that happened
at the beginning
or the end,
but a beautiful unfolding.
And so I honor
this sacred journey.
Because what I saw
was so beautiful,
I decided to stay
just beneath the surface
of this life —
to continue to see
what is real
and true —
to offer a quiet prayer
of hope
for us all.
There came a time
when the parts
of me
that had worked
so hard
to find the way back
began to trust
just enough
to let go
a little more.
And so I became
even quieter
in my heart.
And I understood
what it really means
to be still
and to trust.
— Laurie, Healer of My Own Heart
I have written these words as my own medicine. I share them with you with love and a quiet prayer.
I honor the places
in me
and in all of us
that can’t be spoken,
all the attempts
at healing
that turned into
more pain to sort —
all that seems
unreachable.
And I honor the courage
it takes now
to gather up
all of our unhealed wounds
with a purer love
and continue on
from here.
Amen.
I hold this prayer
for the places
in me
and in all of us
that have been dishonored
and unloved.
I release this prayer
with the tenderness
that comes out
of the courage
to continue on
from here.
Amen.
I journeyed on
until I found
the me that was
most natural,
the one that didn’t
need to try so hard.
I found her within
my deepest heart.
And because she showed me
that I was strong,
I let go of her,
bravely making my way
back to the surface
of this life.
But I grieved
the deeper me
and settled
back down —
just below the surface —
where I found I had
never really left
her side.
Laurie's Notes 