Quieting

Holding Space

And so I vowed

to show up

in a new way,

unafraid to be still

in my own heart.

I vowed to

set aside

all that was

messy and unclear

and uncomfortable

in surrender

to all that was

most healed

in me —

holding space

for more healing

and sacred hope

for the transformation

of all that seemed

unhealable

and unsolvable —

in reverence

of my own experience

and yours.

Quieting

By a Whisper

I found

love expanded

and flowed

and gathered

all that had

felt separate

and dishonored

in me,

without ever

imposing.

It taught me how

to shine my way

through any amount

of darkness.

I understood

the sacredness of

honoring the delicate

unfolding of life

as it moved

and naturally became

more of itself.

I learned to grieve

as I let go

without becoming

stuck in my own

grieving.

I learned to move with

all things —

back to my own source.

I wasn’t interested

in winning

or attaining

imitations of love.

I wasn’t stopped

by cluttered thoughts,

but urged on

by a whisper.

Quieting

Without Doubt

For a dear friend who asked me what I learned after a long recovery from anorexia

and for all of us —

 

I found that,

without a doubt,

who I am

is more than

this human body

and mind.

I know this,

not because I studied

with enlightened beings,

even though I did.

I know this because

I lived it.

That is the power

and tender treasure

in this human journey,

especially those

that involve

deep healing.

I found this human

being to be a part

of me

with many parts

of its own,

some that are beautiful

and easy to love

and some that are

more difficult.

I found my greatest

healing in holding,

honoring and letting go.

I found this was a natural

process.

I found the core

of who I am

is Love.

I found this Love

naturally reveals

just enough information

in each moment.

I found my symptoms

and outer triggers

to be, in fact,

pieces of information

along this sacred journey.

I came to see

this life

wasn’t just about

healing symptoms

and reaching goals.

It was about the journey

itself.

And I began to remember

just how sacred

life is.

I began to see

myself as connected

to all of it.

I found I was

connected in each moment

to a higher self

and to the whole.

There was no need

to search outside

of me

for that connection.

There was no need

to try so hard

to manifest much.

Whispers of

pure spirit,

nature,

and the connection

found in a handful

of deep friendships

were more satisfying

than anything else.

I found joy

in being in a creative,

sacred space

with others

and my Self —

that silent space

of Love.

Quieting

No Matter What

There was

a sense of connection

that couldn’t come

out of finally being

fully understood

on the surface.

It didn’t come out

of finally finding

all the answers

to endless questions.

It didn’t even really

come out

of anything

I had gathered

in my attempts

to find it.

This sense of connection

came out of

the whole journey —

through the pain of

rejection

and the willingness

to walk through

the unknown

in search of

whatever it was

I thought I was

reaching for.

But that was the strength

of the pure desire

to reach

and to know my own

true voice —

no matter what.