I kept my focus
in my heart.
I learned to be okay
with a little messiness
on the surface.
I stopped trying
to sort it all out.
At a certain point,
my quiet honoring was
enough.
Tag: anorexia recovery
Each Quiet Prayer
I found there was
a natural reaching
that came out of
each silent surrender
and each quiet prayer.
And I no longer needed
to be sorted out
or understood.
I only needed a hand
and just enough hope
to allow the true me
to emerge.
Deeply Connected
I found I was
deeply connected
with life
in each moment.
And all of the ways
parts of me
used to cry out
began to fade
beautifully
into the background.
Moments of Truth
There were moments
of truth
where only those
willing to stand
without preformed thought
and my own
willingness to be
in that place
could go.
Instead of Trying
I found great strength
in the willingness
to show up —
to honor and see
a little past
what appeared
on the surface —
to hold a space
instead of trying
to fill it up.
Back into Silence
All of the parts
of me
I had held
for so long
began to fade
back into the silence
of my true Self.
Sometimes the contrast
was shocking.
But I never really longed
for the way it was
before.
A Different Kind of Okay
One day there was
a sense of honor
for being alive
in that very moment,
however challenging
and seemingly imperfect
it was —
a different kind
of okay
that carried over
into everything that unfolded
from there.
Without Doubt
The road back
to my heart
seemed winding
and difficult at times.
And there were times,
along the way,
when I knew
without doubt
that there was
a deeper story,
when I knew
that it was in fact
these moments of
of pure knowing,
often in the middle
of the most difficult
experiences,
that reflected the vastness
of the love we are
so clearly.
It was these moments
that outshined
and overflowed into
every other moment.
Silent Spaces
A little bit mysteriously,
silent spaces
became healing thoughts
and faded back
into silence.
And the pieces I had tried
to heal
took on a different meaning
as they faded
into me.
From Here
I settled down
a little more
into the place
of no words.
And I found it was
quite possible
and most natural
to allow life to unfold
gently from here.
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