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Transformation into Tenderness

Laurie's Notes

I found it worked best

to connect with parts of me

that needed attention.

I learned I could hold these parts

without needing them to change.

The first time I noticed I could, in fact,

affect my experience in the world

in a gentle way —

without analyzing or retraumatizing —

without a desperate search,

I had no more need for

less effective ways of coping

that had served to carry me

to a safer place.

Whatever appeared as a reflection

to this safe place within

would be enough.

And when the the outer experience

didn’t match what was felt in my heart,

I held my ground.

It wasn’t always comfortable,

but it was a continuous,

delicate and sacred transformation

into tenderness.

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Somehow

Laurie's Notes

When I looked back, after a while, the story I had carried had faded. It was the subtler, sometimes painfully subtle story beyond the surface that kept my attention.

It was the faint memory of all the times I had managed to allow a quieting,  just enough to hear the quiet prayer spoken from my own heart — somewhere long ago.

It was each moment I had allowed my heart to remain open, even though I was sure I didn’t know how to continue on, that had woven a more beautiful story — somehow.

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In the Direction of Restoration

Laurie's Notes

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

naturally fell away.