The Release

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Reflections

The next part was easy — at a certain point. Holding all of the pieces of my heart, there was just one more step, the release.

I stopped trying so hard to fit the pieces together as a separate little me. And I reached for something higher. It was the sweetest kind of surrender.

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Everything Else

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Softening

Life became gentler with every gentle shift inside. At times it was painfully subtle. Sometimes I would look back, and the contrast could be seen as vast .

I stopped falling into smaller parts of me and began to hold them instead. I  tossed everything else to God — holding and letting go at once.

Listening Prayer

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From A Quiet Prayer

A different quality of thought arose whenever I chose to return to the wordless prayer in my heart. I liked the natural quieting within that seemed to grow each time I returned to this wordless space.

Where there had been constant noise, there was a beautiful space of listening prayer.

Transformation into Tenderness

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Quieting

I found peace in the deep knowing that all things could be viewed as being in a state of continuous transformation into tenderness.

Every single creative project I entered as well as every life challenge reflected the serenity to be found as I surrendered ever more deeply into this organic movement. Instead of trying so hard to struggle against this natural process, I learned to return to the quiet prayer within and allow outer movement to follow.

 

Wordless Prayer

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Tenderness

I began to notice small moments of natural tenderness and a faint whisper of a wordless prayer in my heart. It was the opposite of the struggle to push away pain and impossible to ignore because I had known such huge contrast.

After a while, it was most natural to remain open to experiences and the slightest sign or hint of the beginnings of tenderness.

 

Softening

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Softening

It took a little practice, but I learned to remain in my heart. I learned to honor all that was painful while holding space for tenderness.

I began to sink into my heart a little more each time I remembered I had the option to remain there.  Experiences that seemed unhealable at first glance began to reflect the softening in my own heart.

If Only For a Moment

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I found all things eventually reached the point where there was no real option but to let go and trust in a higher wisdom. Trying to hold on too tightly never really worked out.

Again and again, I was faced with increasingly complex experiences where my only hope was to trust I would be met and guided by my healer self with each step. In those moments, I wasn’t depending on my own limited sense of self in a separate body. I was in a state of listening prayer.I was deeply present and receptive to higher inspiration, wherever it came from.

I let go of all forms of thought that didn’t feel like higher inspiration. All stories in my mind that reinforced separateness had to be set down — if only for a moment.

From a State of Prayer

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There was pain in returning to wholeness. It was painful to reach back to parts of myself stuck in the past. And it was painful to begin to feel the pain of others as my own pain.

But there was no turning back. There was a tenderness in tapping into truth that I was unwilling to let go of again. And so I continued to meet each unfolding moment from a state of prayer — trusting in life to meet me. It felt like a huge risk, but  I had been in that place before.

How Could I Not?

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Maybe it was seeing the stories on the surface become unbearable that made jumping into the unknown seem less scary for a moment. Perhaps it was having been touched so deeply by the sharing of others or the desire to play a part in the shattering of old patterns of suffering. Perhaps it was a combination of these things that caused my heart to make a gesture to future generations through healing and softening my own heart a little more. How could I not?

No Matter What

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Healing deeply meant finding a way to reach in to parts of Self — where it would have been easier not to. It meant reaching a place where surface responses and insights were no longer an option.

It meant becoming humble enough to reach into the unknown space within my own heart for guidance in each moment with the resolve to find my way and remain there and in a world finding its own heart again — no matter what.