Underneath all that appears
on the surface,
I am the space
within my heart.
And I am
the unfolding —
the sacred journey back
to stillness.
Quiet Reflections and Prayers
Underneath all that appears
on the surface,
I am the space
within my heart.
And I am
the unfolding —
the sacred journey back
to stillness.
Looking through
the story on the surface
to the essence
of my experience,
holding and honoring
what shows itself to me
in each moment,
I listen
with my heart.
In this moment,
I declare a truce,
a respite,
a little space
for healing —
here, in the stillness
of my heart.
I am this holding
and this letting go
at the same time.
I am this holding
without trying
for any particular result —
holding what is here
exactly as it is
for as long as it needs —
holding without needing
to fix.
I am this.
Letting go
of all I can’t quite
figure out,
I toss the pieces up
or lay them down
gently,
trusting them
to come back
a little at a time
in the present moment,
in a way that is
just enough.
Listening with my heart,
allowing my thoughts
to be as they are,
I hold what is here
exactly as it is.
I hold it with love
or I hold it
however I can.
Letting go of trying
to sort and heal,
letting go of everything
I have been trying
to process,
trusting the pieces
to fall back down
a little at a time,
in a way I can understand,
I enter a state
of prayer.
Just a little past
what could be known
in the usual way,
rooted firmly
in my deepest heart,
I dared to continue
to keep my focus here —
just to see
what might happen.