Quiet Reflections and Prayers
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
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.
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.
I found my focus
within my heart.
And to my surprise,
it seemed more efficient
to keep it there
and allow what was
outside to shift.
Or perhaps it was
that space within my heart
that grew.
Journeys can
sometimes be challenging.
May we find courage
to trust
in their unfolding
and a little comfort
and beauty
along the way.
Amen
I longed to know
what was in that
empty space
deep within my heart,
the one I couldn’t
seem to fill
and nothing could ever
really reach.
And so I set down
all of the tools
I had gathered.
And I took the leap.
Maybe it was the fatigue
of having tried
and exhausted
every other option.
Maybe it was
just time.
I found I was
deeply connected
with life
in each moment.
And all of the ways
parts of me
used to cry out
began to fade
beautifully
into the background.
I surrendered my hand,
set down my cards,
in each moment.
And instead of wishing
to be
in a different place,
I began to see
the beauty in the natural
unfolding of life
and the return
to the silence
of which I was a part.
For a while I wished
for the right words
to express
what I had found
within my heart —
until the day came
when I remembered
the beauty
in being without words.
And I longed
for silence instead.
And so I gathered
notes from my heart.
And I always,
at a certain point,
set them all down —
for it was
the silence
behind the words,
the pure love
from which they emerged,
I had longed for.
Laurie's Notes 