Creating from
my heart
meant finding
just the right balance
of honor
and detachment —
entering a place
beyond thought
and tapping in
to a natural
flow.
Within My Heart
There was
a reorganization
within my heart,
a natural turning around
and sorting out
of parts
of the whole —
a gentler,
more effective process
began.
Old ways
were replaced
by a reverent,
creative process
that was unique
to my own heart
space.
One Last Hope
A large part
of my own healing
came out of
symptoms that refused
to subside
until I began
to reach
from some place
deep within.
The hunger
for truth began
to outweigh any desire
to turn back
or take an easier
path.
In fact,
it was that one
last hope,
the risky move
to go straight
to the core
without knowing
how or if
I would find
my way back
that saved me.
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.
By a Whisper
I found
love expanded
and flowed
and gathered
all that had
felt separate
and dishonored
in me,
without ever
imposing.
It taught me how
to shine my way
through any amount
of darkness.
I understood
the sacredness of
honoring the delicate
unfolding of life
as it moved
and naturally became
more of itself.
I learned to grieve
as I let go
without becoming
stuck in my own
grieving.
I learned to move with
all things —
back to my own source.
I wasn’t interested
in winning
or attaining
imitations of love.
I wasn’t stopped
by cluttered thoughts,
but urged on
by a whisper.
Through
I learned to move
in the world
and in my inner
heart
in a way
that couldn’t be
taught.
I learned to feel
my way through.
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.”
Into Wholeness
I found
hidden clues
about myself
and how to proceed
in the symptoms
and those annoying
situations I found
myself in —
the ones I had
interpreted
as simply something
to avoid
at all cost.
I found that by
opening to my own
hidden insights,
I was able to move
more fully
into wholeness.
Pure Thought
As I continued
to reflect on
my own journey,
I began to remember
what original thought
felt like
before being
interpreted
or manipulated.
And this
pure thought
became a kind of
medicine —
reaching a part of me
that had longed
to hear her own
true voice.
A New Path
I found
it was possible
to turn in the direction
of natural unity
and abilities
in a world that had
put just about
everything
above the sacredness
of its own soul
and body.
I found it was possible
to look
at where I stood
and choose
to take a different path —
to not get lost
in the grieving of
what could have been
or settle for
bad copies
of what was still
pure —
to remember
what had been kept
hidden and safe
within
my own heart
and to use the skills
I had learned
to find
or create
a new path.
Laurie's Notes 