When the world around me
becomes so noisy,
when I am overwhelmed
and can’t hear
the quiet whispers
of my own true voice,
let me always remember
the calm
that is in my heart
and the strength
I found there,
in that first courageous step
back.
Quiet Reflections and Prayers
When the world around me
becomes so noisy,
when I am overwhelmed
and can’t hear
the quiet whispers
of my own true voice,
let me always remember
the calm
that is in my heart
and the strength
I found there,
in that first courageous step
back.
Because there was
no turning back,
I followed
each little piece
of my heart
just a little further
down —
all the way
as far as it would go —
until it dissolved
into me.
Out of silence,
we met ==
on the edge of timelessness.
For a moment,
I was not alone.
Then you faded back
into the silence.
And though my heart ached,
I found you again.
And we were one.
Just past my thoughts
of healing,
beyond the stories
on the surface
or perhaps in the middle —
a little deeper down
where pain merges
with tenderness,
I found the me
I once lost,
this me
underneath.
And so I stood still
in my heart,
surrounded by the many
thoughts I had gathered
and set free —
the quiet whispers
that had led me
ever so gently
back to this sacred space.
And I found my prayers
had always existed here —
without the words.
From a quiet prayer,
I set off
on the sacred journey
to the center of my
deepest heart,
turning away from
and letting go of memories
of paths not taken
and steps I couldn’t yet see
as they appeared
again and again
without fail —
always leading me
most directly —
back to my purest Self.
I hold this space
for all that needs
holding —
in remembrance
of the peace
that we are —
underneath.
Amen.
I settled in
to the silence
I had both longed for
and feared.
And though it felt
unfamiliar at first,
I couldn’t help
falling into the purity
of love
and natural rhythm
of life
I found there —
just beneath the surface.
I set down my shield
from the pain of this life
in exchange for the raw beauty
I found within.
And in one moment,
I found enough strength
to carry me through
a lifetime.
In my search for healing,
I found I could stand
in anything.
I found I could
remain connected
with my deepest heart,
even when the reflection I saw
didn’t match —
when holding it
tired my tireless spirit
and letting go wasn’t an option
just yet.
And there, in that holding,
I found I could
never be broken.