I found
lasting healing
came out of
a silence
tucked away
and safely hidden
as sacred space
within my deepest
heart.
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A Risky Move
I held a me
that didn’t need
to try to be
a certain way.
And though it felt
like a risky move,
I held on
just a little longer
and trusted
just a little more
deeply.
And I saw that I was
that me.
I was that
Love.
Keep Going
Symptoms arose
and disappeared
at a certain point.
But that turned out
to be a small note
on the side
of what I had found.
Something whispered,
“Keep going.”
However Long
I found that
Love,
in its purest form,
doesn’t depend
on some end
goal.
It honors all
of life —
all that unfolds
out of itself —
for however long it
stays.
Gently
I vowed
to take all that was
not beautiful in my
own heart
and transform it —
gently.
I vowed to hold
each wounded part
in me,
including those that were
most difficult
to hold.
And when it was
not possible,
I held the empty space
of their absence.
I showed up
for each life experience.
I held it all
until it was possible
to set it all down.
And I found
that wherever
I placed myself
within this sacred journey,
I was held
safely within
my true,
whole self.
As It Was
Healing became
less of something
to figure out
after a while.
It began to feel
more like a sacred
journey
as I began to place
my focus
more and more
in my heart.
Instead of trying
so hard to create,
I began to notice
the natural way
I was pulled to
notice life
around me
and inside.
I found myself
holding and letting go
of all that crossed
my path —
as the two became one
delicate movement.
Quiet prayers
were whispered
and symptoms disappeared.
But by that time,
it didn’t really
matter so much
exactly what happened
on the surface
because there was
something tender
in meeting life
exactly as it was.
In This Moment and the Next
Sometimes prayers
become wordless —
when there are
a million words
in the heart,
but not one
to match
the rawness
of emotion felt.
And so I offer
my deepest silent
prayer
to the place
of peace
in us all
in this moment
and the next.
And I honor
our steps
as we find our way.
Amen
Out of Emptiness
I found
the more I looked
and anchored myself
just below the surface
and practiced filtering
all things
through my heart,
the more I was able
to filter out
pieces of truth.
I trusted in my ability
to know
when to pull back
and integrate,
taking care to
push just enough —
avoiding extreme
ups and downs.
I began to listen
and trust in my own
attention
and the gentle thoughts
that formed
out of emptiness,
through my willingness
to let go
of all of it
and my persistence
to wait patiently
for the slightest bit
of truth
that would carry me
safely to the next
needed step.
Quieting
And so I stood
as the shattered pieces
of a self finding
its own heart.
There was a
quieting
in the midst
of the chaos
as it began
to sense
the different way
truth was felt
here,
the way it
flowed out
of all of its pieces —
the way it led
gently
into the place of
emptiness,
how it was moved
by the natural beauty
and delicate balance
of the very ground
of its own being —
where it was humbled
and without words
for a moment–
careful
not to impose.
Sacred Space
I began to
listen a little
more deeply,
noticing without
forming thought
too soon.
I found myself
safely grounded
in the sacred space
of my heart.
I could feel
when truth was
spoken
and recognize
my own true
voice rising
out of the silent
spaces I had longed for
and feared.
And I knew I could
filter it out of
any amount of noise
and clutter.
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