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.
Category: Letting Go
Thank You, Amen
Please
make this okay.
Thank you.
Amen
Where Nothing Is Too Much
Sometimes the story
on the surface
was too much.
And so I found
I could toss it up
and trust the pieces
to come back down
a little more gently.
And I was thankful
for the quiet
wordless messages
from my heart
that took its place.
I didn’t wish them
to be less subtle anymore
because I knew they came
from that pure place
where nothing is too much.
Quiet Wisdom
At a certain point,
I began to set down
the tools I had gathered.
I stopped looking
to gather
and sort
and perfect.
I started showing up
a little more fully
and listening,
a little more attentively,
to the quiet wisdom
within my own heart.
What Came Back
I vowed to stand
right where I was —
to loosen my grip
on life
just a little —
to let go of the pieces
and trust
what came back.
No Words At All
For a moment,
I let go of the pieces
of my heart,
set them down gently,
those that seemed
a little broken
or unsettled
and those that had
been mended.
And there was
a beautiful silence,
the purest kind of love
that had no words at all.
Again and Again
All of the pieces
I have diligently gathered
and those I have set free
again and again,
I let them go —
tossing them up,
watching where they land.
This is who I am.
— Laurie, What’s Right Here
A Little More
I let go of the ideas I had
about what this outer life
should look like.
And I focused
a little more
on the treasures
I would have missed
if life had flowed
a different way.
And the little parts
of me
that once tried to fit
somewhere else
couldn’t help but turn back
and surrender a little more.
In Moving Stillness
I honor all that is
outside of me
in the same way
I honor all that is
within —
lightly holding
and letting go
in moving stillness.
From My Heart
I wish
to free myself
a little more —
living authentically
from my heart
in each moment
and letting go of the need
to know the end of the story
too soon.
Laurie's Notes 