What's Right Here

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.

Reflections

Sacred Journey

Healing my own heart

was a delicate process

of looking within

and gently holding

all of the parts

of my whole self

with the purest

love —

with the help of

my own inner healer

and each tiny piece

that courageously

showed up

to offer its own

unique set of

skills gathered

though an often painful,

incredibly sacred

human soul journey.

Quieting

Without Doubt

For a dear friend who asked me what I learned after a long recovery from anorexia

and for all of us —

 

I found that,

without a doubt,

who I am

is more than

this human body

and mind.

I know this,

not because I studied

with enlightened beings,

even though I did.

I know this because

I lived it.

That is the power

and tender treasure

in this human journey,

especially those

that involve

deep healing.

I found this human

being to be a part

of me

with many parts

of its own,

some that are beautiful

and easy to love

and some that are

more difficult.

I found my greatest

healing in holding,

honoring and letting go.

I found this was a natural

process.

I found the core

of who I am

is Love.

I found this Love

naturally reveals

just enough information

in each moment.

I found my symptoms

and outer triggers

to be, in fact,

pieces of information

along this sacred journey.

I came to see

this life

wasn’t just about

healing symptoms

and reaching goals.

It was about the journey

itself.

And I began to remember

just how sacred

life is.

I began to see

myself as connected

to all of it.

I found I was

connected in each moment

to a higher self

and to the whole.

There was no need

to search outside

of me

for that connection.

There was no need

to try so hard

to manifest much.

Whispers of

pure spirit,

nature,

and the connection

found in a handful

of deep friendships

were more satisfying

than anything else.

I found joy

in being in a creative,

sacred space

with others

and my Self —

that silent space

of Love.

Waiting for Words

Waiting for Words

I learned to listen

with my heart —

navigating my way

gently through

all that had been

too much.

I found I could

back up a little

when part of me

needed picking up.

I found relief

in letting go

of everything,

refocusing

in my heart

and waiting for

words to form

as a prayer —

reaching deep down

to where I couldn’t

reach before —

always just enough.

Continuing On

Moment of Truth

At a certain point,

I found

that projecting myself

any further into

the future

than that very moment

was not something

I could afford to do

any longer.

And so I prepared

as best I could

for the unknown.

And as I had done

before,

in a moment

of absolute truth,

I vowed to show up

in that moment

and the next

and trust

that my willingness

to risk

would be met.

And I knew

I would never

leave the prayer

that began

in that moment

of truth.

Unsorted

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.