When the outer world
becomes loud
and I feel I have lost
my inner space,
when I forget
all I have learned,
remind me
of the quiet place
in my heart
where all is okay
no matter what.
Help me to hold
all that is
not quite beautiful
and to let go.
Amen
Category: Quieting
The Starting Point
The deepest kind
of healing,
I found,
didn’t come out of
neatly wrapped packages,
but from the persistent search
and willingness to sink
right down into
what appeared on the surface —
to see through it,
honoring without needing
to analyze or fix —
to become quiet
in my heart
so that the pure love
and clarity
I found there
naturally became
the starting point
in all instances.
In That Space
I turned down
all of the noise
around me
and inside.
And in that space,
I found my Self.
— Laurie, What’s Right Here
As It Is
This peace comes
from the courage
to be present
right here –
where there are
many thoughts
and many distractions –
where there is acceptance
of all of this,
where all is surrounded
in love,
mixed up together –
somehow, mysteriously
becoming
beautiful as it is.
— from earlier notes
Within My Heart
One day I found
I could leave
my thoughts
in a safe place,
in my own heart.
I found I didn’t
need to sort them
all at once.
I could trust
the healer in me
to present just enough
in each moment.
And so I let go
a little more
into this space
within my heart.
To Be Still
I dared to stop,
to be still in my heart
just long enough
for words to form
to comfort
all that was unsettled
in me.
And then I found
the comfort came
before the words
in my willingness to be
with all that is here —
in the presence of
my own soul.
Silent Knowing
I held on
to my heart
and to the silent knowing
that couldn’t be
expressed.
And there was
great beauty
in being enough.
Enough
I kept my focus
in my heart.
I learned to be okay
with a little messiness
on the surface.
I stopped trying
to sort it all out.
At a certain point,
my quiet honoring was
enough.
Deeply Connected
I found I was
deeply connected
with life
in each moment.
And all of the ways
parts of me
used to cry out
began to fade
beautifully
into the background.
In Each Moment
I surrendered my hand,
set down my cards,
in each moment.
And instead of wishing
to be
in a different place,
I began to see
the beauty in the natural
unfolding of life
and the return
to the silence
of which I was a part.
Laurie's Notes 