After a while,
I began to respect
and honor
my part within
the mystery.
I found it was
safe to let go
a little more
and continue on —
trusting in
a peace
I didn’t quite understand.
Tag: awakening
The Natural Way
After a while,
I began to trust
the quieter moments
of in-between.
I began to see
the beauty
in the ability
to keep my focus
on what was most real
and true in my heart,
no matter what was
appearing on the surface —
trusting in
the natural way
the love I found there
always spilled over.
A Gentler Way of Being
I found I could
carry on —
relaxing into
a gentler way of being —
naturally letting go
of the many pieces
of me —
trusting what was needed
would continue
to fall back down
a little at a time
in a way that was
just enough.
Beyond What Could Be Written
I began to love
and honor
the place in me
I had tried so hard
to help,
the part already
in tune
with the natural unfolding,
connection,
and silence beyond
what could be written.
Love and blessings,
Quiet Wisdom
At a certain point,
I began to set down
the tools I had gathered.
I stopped looking
to gather
and sort
and perfect.
I started showing up
a little more fully
and listening,
a little more attentively,
to the quiet wisdom
within my own heart.
Within My Heart
One day I found
I could leave
my thoughts
in a safe place,
in my own heart.
I found I didn’t
need to sort them
all at once.
I could trust
the healer in me
to present just enough
in each moment.
And so I let go
a little more
into this space
within my heart.
Where There Is No More Path
I became unafraid
to turn a different way.
And I didn’t mind
the silence
long pauses,
or solitude
because I had seen
the most beautiful treasures
where there is
no more path.
Reflected Somehow
Just beneath the surface
of what could
be seen,
I caught a glimpse
of a little magic.
And it wasn’t clear
at first
if what I saw
was there at all
or if it was
reflected somehow
from some magical,
lost place —
hidden somewhere
in me.
— Laurie, Healer of My Own Heart
What Came Back
I vowed to stand
right where I was —
to loosen my grip
on life
just a little —
to let go of the pieces
and trust
what came back.
To Be Still
I dared to stop,
to be still in my heart
just long enough
for words to form
to comfort
all that was unsettled
in me.
And then I found
the comfort came
before the words
in my willingness to be
with all that is here —
in the presence of
my own soul.
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