Category: Unsorted

No Guarantees

From A Quiet Prayer, Unsorted July 13, 2020

There was the choice to align

with truth and life

at all costs…or not.

There was that one moment

when it was clear

enough life had been lived

and dishonored by oneself

to realize it had always been

a miracle

and that moment might be

the first chance of many

or the last for a while

to speak in alignment, finally,

from the heart.

What to say in that moment?

Rehash the details

of the dark or light the way

with a reclaimed soul?

(Holding space for healing,

of course.)

Say what is safe

or what is most true?

Shout with compassion

or comply with fear?

Pause and play along

as needed… perhaps.

Use every last bit of true love and

restraint?

It was impossible to predict

There were

no guarantees.

No Matter What

From A Quiet Prayer, Unsorted July 12, 2020

It was exhausting

to be aware and determined

to search for truth —

no matter what —

to take on a little bit

more than one’s own individual

trauma,

to be dedicated to truth,

then dedicated to sharing.

But it wasn’t really

a choice, not really.

There was the frustration

when words seemed to

dissipate in thin air

through years spent being pulled

into darkness

and years of climbing out —

through the shock as the whole world

seemed to turn completely

upside down.

But there was a certain quality

of spirit, recovered through

this very process that whispered,

“How could I not?”

It held no grudges or hatred

or blame

because it was seen

through the despair

and understood somewhere deeper

that this very soul would not have evolved

quite as quickly

or integrated quite so fully

on an easier path.

United

From A Quiet Prayer, Unsorted July 6, 2020

I learned there is nothing

comparable to the strength

of the human spirit

when aligned with its creator

and wililling, win or lose,

to protect all that is innocent,

sacred and true.

I learned there is no greater joy

or frightening responsibility

than the vow to preserve

something sacred,

no matter what —

or to hold and  honor what had

once been threatened,

knowing nothing could ever

divide what is and has always been

forever, divinely

connected and united.

Whatever Was Required

Unsorted June 30, 2020

There was a time when

the vast contrast between

what I knew to be true

in my heart

and what I observed in the world

around me was too painful to hold,

and I choose

to surrender my heart.

And then there came a time when

the pain of being separated

from my heart

and the very real effect of

a withering soul taken over

by darkness

gave rise to something surprising —

a renewed spirit that had no need

for any kind of attachment

to deception —

a whole spirit unafraid to face,

hold or let go of whatever appeared —

whatever was required.

The Challenge to Stand

Unsorted June 6, 2020

The journey to wholeness

meant accepting the challenge

to stand

alone with God at times,

the only safe place being

the silent space within

a heart disconnected

from its very source

and in process of repair.

It meant pushing on

and digging deeper,

no matter how crazy the challenges

became.

It took every last bit

of energy to choose

to align with love

again and again —

letting go of attachments

to the dark

where there had been trauma.

It meant the rising up

and coming together

of healed parts

no longer needing to fight

against or prove dominance over

each other.

It meant reaching in

and following the parts

what were most whole —

holding space for all that remained

unhealed.

The Process of Awakening

Unsorted April 15, 2020

I found it was possible

to navigate through

the process of awakening into

our own true being.

I understood the courage to face fear

and pain

this required,

while at the same time

navigating through extreme challenges

in the physical world.

It wasn’t easy,

but it was possible.

It was possible to hold my ground

and find a way through.

It was possible to observe and understand

what was indeed happening

in darkness,

to resolve to hold a place of light,

to stand up or speak out when necessary,

and to offer love and forgiveness

where it seemed impossible to do so.

The necessary steps seemed

unclear at times —

only to become clearer

as they appeared.

It required trust, creativity

and the courage to try one more

one more time.

Where There Is No Path

Continuing On, Unsorted November 16, 2019

I found there were many 

forks in the road,

many places to choose

to walk where there is

no path,

where pain is held, honored

and transformed again and again —

each time leaving a little more space

for the one thing strong enough

to balance the traces of pain inevitably

left over from often difficult journeys,

the one thing strong enough to hold all

of the pieces

of an authentic life —

the space within our hearts.

Where There Was Tenderness

Tenderness, Unsorted September 27, 2019

I found reprieve in

the remembrance of the quiet peace

ever present within my deepest heart.

I found a willingness to listen

a little deeper —

to observe a little longer —

to be carried and

set back down gently

in the present moment

where there was tenderness.

After a while, it was difficult

to see how I could have moved

through life in any other way.