There were moments
of truth
where only those
willing to stand
without preformed thought
and my own
willingness to be
in that place
could go.
Quiet Reflections and Prayers
There were moments
of truth
where only those
willing to stand
without preformed thought
and my own
willingness to be
in that place
could go.
May we see ourselves
from a higher place,
honoring our wounds
and our wholeness —
never losing touch
with the quiet place
within —
where unconditional love,
true healing and compassion
are born.
Amen
I came to the place
where there were
no words.
And I knew it was
my own wordless honoring
I had been searching
to find
through all of my attempts
at understanding
and healing.
When there were
no more words,
I stopped waiting.
I stopped picking up
and looking for
all of the things
that were not quite
what I had thought.
And I listened
a little more deeply
with my heart
and honored,
a little more fully —
all that could not
be written.
For a moment,
I let go of the pieces
of my heart,
set them down gently,
those that seemed
a little broken
or unsettled
and those that had
been mended.
And there was
a beautiful silence,
the purest kind of love
that had no words at all.
All of the little
parts of me
began to fade
just enough
to always be connected
with my whole Self.
But I continued on
with honor
and the quiet joy
and compassion
that came out of being whole
and also in pieces.
All of the parts
of me
I had held
for so long
began to fade
back into the silence
of my true Self.
Sometimes the contrast
was shocking.
But I never really longed
for the way it was
before.
One day there was
a sense of honor
for being alive
in that very moment,
however challenging
and seemingly imperfect
it was —
a different kind
of okay
that carried over
into everything that unfolded
from there.
The road back
to my heart
seemed winding
and difficult at times.
And there were times,
along the way,
when I knew
without doubt
that there was
a deeper story,
when I knew
that it was in fact
these moments of
of pure knowing,
often in the middle
of the most difficult
experiences,
that reflected the vastness
of the love we are
so clearly.
It was these moments
that outshined
and overflowed into
every other moment.
I found simplicity
and grace
from silence,
a quiet joy
connecting me
with just the right thought
in just the right moment
and back
to the silent knowing
beyond it.