I learned to look for the light in every experience, no matter how dark it looked at first glance. It meant being willing to not know exactly how situations would transform, while knowing they would in fact transform. It meant being willing to be still in my heart and diligent with thoughts while daring to place my feet in the world of form. There was a delicate softening — the transformation into tenderness. Tenderness spilled […]
Life became gentler with every gentle shift inside. At times it was painfully subtle. Sometimes I would look back, and the contrast could be seen as vast . I stopped falling into smaller parts of me and began to hold them instead. I tossed everything else to God — holding and letting go at once.
It took a little practice, but I learned to remain in my heart. I learned to honor all that was painful while holding space for tenderness. I began to sink into my heart a little more each time I remembered I had the option to remain there. Experiences that seemed unhealable at first glance began to reflect the softening in my own heart.
What Now became a way of being. It took a bit of practice to allow my mind to relax into a place of surrender to the prayer within my heart and to integrate parts of me I had previously struggled against. But it was there hidden within this place that I found true healing and peace.
It was comforting to find that somewhere hidden safely beyond whatever appeared was something a little purer. It just took a moment to adjust to being without so many added layers of thought.
When the world seems most noisy, point us to our hearts. Speak through us, reminding all parts of us of our mission to reflect what is within — into a world in need of softening. Amen
I learned the value in aligning with my own heart. Old patterns fell away as I continued to love all of the many different parts of Self. The goal in each new moment became accepting and integrating parts of the whole, allowing love to flow more freely from within.
There was a settling down into my heart that continued to deepen. I began to understand beyond thinking and listen beyond words. I learned to hold my own shadows and light — letting go of ideas held too tightly in exchange for the lightness of compassion for myself and others and the renewed strength to continue on as a clearer reflection of my own quiet prayer.
Softening became a choice in each moment as I learned to trust my own heart a little more completely. Experiences began to match the gentleness of my own quiet prayers.
Softening came as I learned to process life in subtler ways — feeling for wisdom in all of my experiences, not sorting out each one, but listening with my heart beneath the stories on the surface. It was a welcome shift from how it had been into finding and being the healer within.