I found I could
turn down the volume
within
and around me
quite naturally.
I found I could
listen just beneath
the surface.
It took a little
while to remember
how to trust
my own heart —
just a little
while.
Always
I always returned
to the tenderness
I first knew
to follow.
There were doubts
and questions
and moments where
the path seemed
less clear.
But it always led
me safely back
to the tenderness
within my
heart.
All of It
I gathered all
parts of me,
even those
most difficult
to hold.
And I held all
of me —
all of them.
It didn’t matter
how long it took
or that there was,
in fact,
no guarantee
that my holding
would make any
difference at all.
And I honored all
that had led me
to that point —
all of it —
because I had
made it to my
deepest heart.
And I set
it all
down.
Gently Back
I found I could
remember the purity
of my heart.
I could
allow all parts
of me
to be drawn
gently back
to the place
of natural
calm.
Hidden Within
There was
a delicate tenderness
in the ability
and willingness
to look beyond
the surface of all
things —
to stand firmly
in my heart
in all instances —
to refuse to miss
treasures hidden
within —
to renew my vow
with each step —
to always find
the path of my
heart.
Only Love
Somehow I have learned
to hold
a little longer,
to listen
a little deeper,
to stand in chaos
and find only clarity,
to look through
all that is here
and see only beauty —
to reach deep down
into the depths
of despair
and know only love.
Within My Heart
It was the continuous
quiet prayer
felt within my
heart
that led
so sweetly
to where words
couldn’t go.
And it was
the same quiet
prayer
that led me
back again.
Naturally
I found my
quiet prayers
naturally led
to the most tender
place in my heart
and in every single
experience.
The Quiet Prayer
I found
comfort in the
gentle way
I learned to hold
and release
all that had been
too much —
allowing all the pieces
of me
to feel
the quiet prayer
of my heart.
A Gentle Returning
There was
a subtle shifting,
a gentle returning to
a peace
I had once known
as the connection
with all parts
of me —
within my heart.
What seemed at first
to be a pulling away
from the world
around me
became the rippling out
and receding
of my own
quiet prayers.
Laurie's Notes 