Echo of Silence

I fell in love with

the echo

that followed words formed

and allowed to flow

out of silence.

This echo of silence reminded

my heart of the forgotten

magic hidden within —

calming and soothing

all in its path,

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In the Direction of Restoration

I learned the value in reclaiming

the sacred space within

and reconnecting with my heart.

There were times

when a power greater than

my own small, separated self

rose up and intuitive knowing

could no longer be ignored.

Each moment became

a conscious choice of

“What now?”

Anything not moving in

the direction of creativity

and restoration

fell away.

In the Silent Space

The more I listened to life, the more I noticed the part of me that could hold and let go of any experience. There was a softening each time I stood a little more firmly in my heart and dared to linger in the silent space.

Words formed out of this place soothed and echoed in places that had seemed unhealable.  And there was tenderness where there had been only pain.

From There

I found I had the power

to stand in my heart

no matter what.

And though it saddened me

to remember all the times

I walked a darker path,

I knew the sacredness

of the journey back

and the power in choosing

my thoughts a little more

carefully in each moment

from there.

Together

For the parts

of us

that grieve

for all that

can’t be expressed

in words,

for the frustration

that comes

when words are

attempted

and seen to be

insufficient,

I offer my deepest

silent prayer.

Know that we don’t

grieve alone —

even when it seems

we are on opposing sides

on the surface.

Somewhere, below

the surface stories

and very real

pain,

we know we are

connected.

And we know

there is a part

of us that

is healed.

May it continue

to whisper

as we find courage

to hold our grief

and our healing

together.

Amen

In Compassion

I learned to move

in compassion.

I chose to notice

subtle insights

and find clarity.

I chose to know

myself more deeply

as both body

and spirit,

in this body for

a purpose I didn’t always

understand.

I chose to experience

negative emotions

and challenges

in new ways

and allow myself to be

drawn to new experiences

I didn’t know existed.

These new experiences

showed themselves

to me

as one continuous

quiet prayer.

And so I honored

this journey

in myself and

others.

Just Below the Surface

I found

the journey

of life

included some things

that were difficult

to look at

at first.

There were certain thoughts

and memories

and wounds

and moments of

disbelief.

There were shadows.

And there was

the desire to

believe that I could

somehow make sense

of all of it

through endless

sorting on the surface.

But peace came

when I had

exhausted every attempt

to sort life out

on the surface.

Eventually I had to

trust in my own

unique process

of feeling

into my heart

and see from a wider view —

just below the surface.