Category: From A Quiet Prayer

Within Us All

From A Quiet Prayer January 11, 2017

In-between struggling

and peace,

there was a delicate hand,

the me

that could lead

the rest of me safely

though this place.

It wasn’t each little

part alone

as it had seemed.

It wasn’t the good

and the bad.

It took each one

who had felt


and tried so hard.

It took the trust

of each precious one

who dared

to show up.

And it was

this delicate

turning around

by the healer

within us all.


From A Quiet Prayer December 26, 2016

Thoughts began

to appear more

like subtle prayers.

Old ways of thinking

fell naturally

to the background

as my mind merged

more fully

with my heart.

Old wounds were

honored and held

with love

for as long as needed

when it was difficult

to let go

all at once.

After a while,

holding and letting go

became one movement

and life was seen as

one continuous

silent prayer.

Still Here

From A Quiet Prayer November 23, 2016

And so I began

to listen

to a softer voice,

one that seemed

to begin

as a whisper.

And though there was

great shaking

as old ways


I held on to

the quiet place

in my own heart —

letting go

of all that left.

And though

there was pain

in going this way,

all I remember

is the tenderness

of the gentle whisper

from my own heart

reminding always,

no matter what,

I’m still here.

A Quieting

From A Quiet Prayer, Unsorted November 17, 2016

I eventually chose

healing above

all else.

I chose to use

every experience,

without exception,

as a stepping stone

to the place

of neutrality —

where there was

a quieting,

a letting go –

a reconnection

and resetting —

where clear thought,

and actions

could arise.

And I found

each moment

of reconnection

far outweighed

anything I had tried

in its place.