I learned to turn
inward —
to see past
the wounded places —
to keep my focus
on the quiet prayer
that had led me safely
back to my own
deepest heart
and softened
all experiences
ever so subtly.
Quiet Reflections and Prayers
I learned to turn
inward —
to see past
the wounded places —
to keep my focus
on the quiet prayer
that had led me safely
back to my own
deepest heart
and softened
all experiences
ever so subtly.
No longer bound
by outdated ideas
of how life should be,
I began to show up
in a gentler way —
seeing above
my own limited view —
slipping out
of projections
and old patterns —
making the best
of the pieces
I had to work with
in each moment —
remembering
the sacredness of life
and finding respite
in the middle of
the most chaotic of times.
There was a quieting,
a surrender into
the truest me,
a letting go
of the need
to arrange all of
the pieces
of a heart I believed
to be broken —
the most natural
kind of peace —
just a little deeper
down.
And so
life continued on —
with all of its
ups and downs
and winding story lines.
But I never forgot
or let go
of the peace I had found
at its core.
I found I only needed
to know the very next step
in front of me.
Though it was often
painful to stand
right where I was,
I learned to respect
this place
of in-between,
to focus within —
to honor the journey
and live from
the quiet prayer
that had led me to
the most precious treasures —
resetting again and again
and continuing on.
When life on the surface
becomes messy,
remind me
to sink a little
deeper in
and reach a little
higher up.
Help me to release
the projections placed
on myself and others,
to move with honor
and compassion
and continue onĀ
from here.
Amen
Because I had tired
of old ways
or because I sensed
the time had come
to forge
a different path,
I settled in
just below the surface —
daring to stand still
in chaos,
becoming willing
to listen with my heart —
letting go of the need
to be neatly sorted —
rediscovering the subtle,
natural beauty
in the return to
a gentler way of being.
Let us remember
the sacredness
of our unique journeys
and connection
as one family.
Help us to answer
the longings
hidden underneath
the distractions
of a healing world.
Let us be
the healers we are.
Amen
For the times
when what is
on the surface
is difficult to accept
and even harder
to walk through,
remind me to sink down
a little deeper —
to see from
this place —
to find courage
to continue
from here.
Amen
I hold this space
in my heart,
this once forgotten place,
in honor of all that is
mysterious and unloved —
knowing that,
in this place,
nothing else is needed.
— Laurie, What’s Right Here
Note: My first book, What’s Right Here, will be ready soon with its new, softer look. Thanks to Renee and Michelle. Much love and gratitude for all who visit here.
Love,
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