When the world
becomes noisy
and I can’t fit
all of the pieces
together,
I will stand still
in my heart.
And I will
find comfort —
knowing I am
held with love.
Amen
Tag: awakening
Almost Forgotten
And so I vowed
to go to the
very center of
my heart,
to do whatever
was required,
not knowing
what I would find
or if I would ever
make my way back,
no longer waiting
for relief
or healing
from outside of me —
reaching only
for the faint whispers
from a place
almost forgotten..
All That Is Required
Let this life
unfold
as a prayer
and proof
of all that is
beautiful and
mysterious.
Help us
to walk through
all that is required.
Amen
This Time From the Heart
I honor the parts
of this life
that refuse
to be sorted out
and limited
by labels and
continuing stories.
I honor each part
of us
that rises up
to write a new story —
this time
from the heart.
Amen
My Deepest Healing
I began to listen
to the one
continuous prayer
of my heart.
And though it was
painfully subtle
at times,
I came to know
this quiet prayer
as my deepest
connection
and healing.
Gently
Within this
state of prayer,
I hold,
ever so lightly,
what is in front
of me —
gently setting down
all else.
Amen
Forever
I return
in stillness
and in honor
of what is always
and only
right here,
seemingly distant,
yet instantly close —
so blindingly beautiful
that I would sit
forever —
just to hear
one more sweet whisper
of truth.
— Laurie, What’s Right Here
As a Prayer
No longer needing
to be neatly sorted,
I continued on
in search
of my own
true voice —
honoring all that had
gone before —
following the
painfully subtle
whispers —
gently shedding
all that was
no longer needed —
continuing on
as a prayer
that would forever
find its way.
Within Our Hearts
Remind me
of the magic
found within
the very center
of our hearts,
the silence
that is always here —
that I may find
the thoughts that form
from a deeper me.
Amen
Nothing Lost
Within the great
unlayering
of my heart
and the holding of
each precious piece,
I found
the most beautiful
treasure —
the gentle,
natural setting down
of all that was
no longer needed —
knowing nothing real
could ever be lost.
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