I found that
I could filter
and then hold
all that was
tender within
and all that was
reflected back
just a little gentler.
And so I vowed
to hold these things
a little longer —
sure that they would
grow.
Quiet Reflections and Prayers
I found that
I could filter
and then hold
all that was
tender within
and all that was
reflected back
just a little gentler.
And so I vowed
to hold these things
a little longer —
sure that they would
grow.
After a while,
I found
the subtle knowings
that bubbled up
from the space
within my heart
and offered comfort
I could hold
to be worth
the natural gathering of
treasures hidden
in the experiences
and quiet letting go
that happened just
before.
Something longed
to know the space
below the surface —
to tune myself
to subtle knowings
of my own unwhispered
prayers.
It startled me
at first
to sense
my own true voice
and notice where
attention landed
when it was allowed
to play.
The subtleness
seemed almost
too tender to hold
without trying
to translate into
words.
But I learned to hold
the forming words
a little longer
and allowed my heart
to lead.
I had stood
on the edge.
I had looked darkness
in the face.
I had searched
my own soul
down to the core
and held the tiniest
point of light.
And I had grown
tired.
I had screamed
and cried.
And I had
given up —
for a while.
I had found comfort
and regathered
my heart
in pieces
and yes,
prayed —
to whoever could hear —
again.
I had listened
to whoever dared
to share
anything that resembled
what I had known
and let go of
and knew again
in that moment —
without a doubt.
I found all things
responded to
being gently held…
and gently set
down.
I found
all those old
longings to be seen
and understood
and invisible
and left alone
and right
and all that other
Stuff
had actually been
multiple sides
of the same longing for
my own whole
Self.
When I was connected,
I found life to be
a little less
conditional
and a lot more
fun.
I found a lightness
I had forgotten
and remembered
somewhere
along the way.
I was thankful
for all that had
led me around
and through
to that exact
point —
though I could offer it
no words.
I was thankful
to know
we were all
evolving.
I was honored
to continue on —
to focus
a little more sweetly
on where we were
going.
I knew it was
a really tender place.
And I knew it was
a tender place
right where we stood.
I believe in the power
of pure love
and transformation.
I choose to follow
the path of my heart
and stand
in the fire
of my soul.
— Laurie, What’s Right Here
I will sit
with you
in this place —
for I know
the heaviness
in your heart
as it is also in mine.
And my arms reach
wide enough
to hold us
both.
I will hold us both
in this place —
where we are
free —
for as long
as we need.
I let go
of all that is
outside of me
in the same way
I let go of
all that is
within —
lightly holding
and letting go —
in moving stillness.