And so I
jumped to the core
of my heart —
because there was
nowhere else
to search —
or because I sensed
the directness
of that move
and the resolve
of all the pieces
of my heart
to lead me
to the peace
I knew was there.
Tag: awakening
Naturally Reflected
May we know
the meaning of
happiness a little more
intimately —
a little more deeply.
And may it be
naturally reflected.
Amen
As a Prayer
When there are
no words
to express,
when there seems
to be no next move,
I will stand still.
I will honor
the space in our
deepest hearts.
And I will continue on —
as a prayer.
More Tender Than That
I kept searching
until I found
something that could
stop me
in my tracks.
I had let go
of many things.
I had tried so hard
for so long
to sort out
thoughts and all those
wounded places.
I had struggled
and given up.
I had been turned away
and breathed back.
But in that moment,
it was really much
simpler and
more tender
than that.
I found I was
the quiet prayer
in all of it.
Without a Sound
It didn’t matter
how cold
the world got
because I always
remembered the day
I found
I wasn’t here
all alone —
when without a sound
I began to sense
a love that
could never
not be.
Not So Long Ago
All things became
infused with
and flowed out of
this quiet prayer —
this same subtle,
inaudible whisper
I strained so hard
to hear —
not so long ago.
Part of the Whole
The point
in taking this path,
if there was one,
wasn’t to get
to some
sorted out place,
but to see
that wherever I landed
within
this delicate process
of holding and letting go
was a beautiful part
of the whole.
Held
Help us
to hold a space
for ourselves
and each other.
Remind us
of the power
in remaining
rooted in our hearts.
Help us to trust
in this natural flow
that has carried us
through unfolding stories,
into silence
and back.
Thank you
for each heart
in which true peace
is held.
Amen
My Very Best
Life began to feel
more organic.
Trying to be
a certain way
or thing
was replaced
with natural movements
of exploring
and doing my
very best with
the pieces in front
of me
in each moment —
showing up
as my truest self
again and again —
trusting in life —
because I had dared
to let go
of everything.
All That Was Left
Because I had felt
the subtle shifting
at the bottom
of my heart
and noticed
its reflection
outside of me,
I continued on —
keeping my focus
in my heart —
whispering,
feeling,
and being
that same quiet prayer
I had followed
so long ago —
when it was
all that was left.
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