Quiet Reflections and Prayers
I eventually chose
healing above
all else.
I chose to use
every experience,
without exception,
as a stepping stone
to the place
of neutrality —
where there was
a quieting,
a letting go –
a reconnection
and resetting —
where clear thought,
and actions
could arise.
And I found
each moment
of reconnection
far outweighed
anything I had tried
in its place.
Somehow,
in the middle of chaos,
gentle whispers
and subtle knowings
were heard
above the noise
offering guidance
and hope
through quietly
whispered prayers
and leading
straight through
all that couldn’t be
sorted out
on the surface
to an organic,
magical and sacred
journey back
to my own true self
and a life
worth living,
a life no longer focused
on results and manipulation,
but on the sacred honor
of holding
and honoring
the complete mystery
of it
and a vow to
hold steady
in this sacred space
forever.
Let my feet be
firmly planted
here,
in my deepest heart.
When it is time
to speak out,
guide my words.
When it is time
to listen,
help me
to listen deeply.
And always,
always hold me
and help me
to be
here.
Amen
I found
moments in time
to be part of
a continuous flow
of life.
Holding these moments
lightly,
no longer needing
to cling
or sort each one
completely,
I began to find
my way back
to my deepest heart —
where there is calm —
where all that is sacred
is held safely
and honored.
There was still pain
in many forms,
but places inside
that had once pulled me
out of this place
and sent me searching
for reprieve
began to disappear
before me —
leaving more and more
space for the deepest
kind of healing
in my heart
and in the world
around me.
There came a time
for the setting down
of seeing only
the surface,
when the call
to listen
to silent prayers
of our hearts
and my own reaching
for truth
could no longer
be ignored.
And so I let go
of tightly held
ideas of how
life should be
and began
to show up
as I was,
as it was,
trusting in the
pull toward wholeness,
however it appeared
on the surface.
When there are
no words
to express —
when what is
most real
can’t be reached,
speak with your
heart anyway,
I will feel
the message.
Amen
It didn’t matter
so much
after a while
if anyone else
could hear
this quiet prayer
from within
our hearts.
It only mattered
that I knew
it was there —
safely tucked away —
forgotten,
but never lost.
Let me be
quiet
and empty —
that I might
hear the prayer
of my heart.
Amen
Let this life
unfold
as a prayer
and proof
of all that is
beautiful and
mysterious.
Help us
to walk through
all that is required.
Amen
When there is
much to sort through,
remind me
to focus within.
Help me
to be present
in this moment —
In my heart.
I know it is
just enough.
Amen
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