Tag: awakening

Reflections

In-between

Laurie's Notes

When I really

got down to it,

the healer

in me

desired the same thing

as the part of me

hidden beneath

layers of distraction.

Parts of me

had gotten lost

in trying so hard

to protect

and process

as best they could,

while believing they were

separate.

The further away

they got,

the more attention

they demanded —

leading to a never-ending

struggle.

Relief came

in each moment

as I stood,

not as those fractured

pieces,

but as the whole —

reaching back

and embracing

that hidden part

that knew her own

voice —

welcoming

and releasing

all that stood

in-between.

Quieting

Hope

Laurie's Notes

At a certain point,

the only real option

was going to

the source —

risking it all

to find something

worth holding.

It meant looking

within

and finding

that one thing

I could say

was sacred,

that one thing

worth holding

if everything else

I thought I had

understood

turned out to be

untrue.

I had to know

if there was

hope for any of us.

I had to know if

there was something

to be found

in us

that was capable

of holding

anything pure

without messing it up.

And it turned out

there was.

Quieting

Naturally

Laurie's Notes

There was something

quietly satisfying

in showing up

without a mask,

without the constant

narrating mind.

Perceiving became

observing

and honoring

from a little higher

place.

Actions happened

naturally.

But it was the

space,

both expanding

outward

and anchoring me

in that moment,

that pulled me

ever so gently

toward my next needed

step.

Continuing On, Unsorted

A Quieting

Laurie's Notes

There was a quieting

that came out of

my willingness

to look a little deeper,

not further into mind,

but further into

the heart.

And from there,

I could see

more clearly.

There was relief

I hadn’t found

in other ways

and a tenderness for life

in all of its forms

that held me securely

in my deepest heart

and moved me

to continue on.

Quieting

Beautiful

Laurie's Notes

There was something

beautiful

in allowing life

to fall

quiet for a moment —

allowing the surface

to not be

as my mind

would have it.

I understood

most deeply,

in the quiet times,

the value in following

my heart —

even if it whispered

subtly,

without words —

even if it was

my only connection

on earth —

even if it led

to just one meaningful

thought.