From A Quiet Prayer

No Going Back

Having been touched

by the purity of Love

and untainted truth

at our core,

there is no going back.

Perhaps that is why

our minds fear

the touching.

Perhaps we are afraid

that something will

be lost.

But I assure you,

what is shown

in that moment

is more than enough

to account for

anything that could

ever be lost or gained.

And that moment is only

the first step.

Prayers

What Is Most True

Give us strength

to stand firm,

to reach for what is

most true,

to find security

not in the things

we have been shown

to grasp,

but in our deepest core —

returning to our

natural place —

trusting those who have

made the trip before us —

reaching for others’ hands —

reaching ahead and behind,

gathering more strength

so that we may do

what we came to do

and share what we came

to share

as healers of our

own hearts.

Amen

Quieting

Before the Noise

I began to listen

to life —

to show up

and listen

to what was around me,

perhaps as our ancestors

once listened —

before all the noise.

And so I began

to listen

a little more deeply —

not analyzing each sound,

but waiting for the music

to continue,

noticing my own part

within in it

and outside of it.

And I couldn’t imagine

it being any other way.

Reflections

In the Stillness of My Heart

In the stillness of my heart, there is a place I have longed for that I don’t want to fill up with anything. I had to get really quiet to find it. I had to let go of the chaos around me and inside and find the courage to stop in the midst of all of it. It is here that I place my attention in the now. Where there was once chaos and disconnect, there is quietude and repose. There is a natural flow that comes from gently reconnecting with what’s right here.

— Laurie,  Heart Space

Reflections

In Faith

I vowed to continue on —

to take each step

in faith,

rooted firmly

in my heart,

unattached to the need

for outer relief —

holding my ground

in all situtions —

not always quiet,

not needing

to be right

or good enough

or even noticed —

simply playing my part

as it unfolded.

And there was

a beautiful silence

within my heart

I wouldn’t ever try

to fill again.