From A Quiet Prayer, Softening, What's Right Here

Softening

There was a

softening

of the story

on the surface,

a gentle resetting.

The default emotion

become one of

peace,

the very thing

my heart had

longed for

and called me to.

There was a more

natural connection

with all of life,

a gentle unfolding

of the quiet prayer

within my heart.

Silent pauses became

welcome parts

of the relaxation into

a gentler way

of being.

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Quieting

By a Whisper

I found

love expanded

and flowed

and gathered

all that had

felt separate

and dishonored

in me,

without ever

imposing.

It taught me how

to shine my way

through any amount

of darkness.

I understood

the sacredness of

honoring the delicate

unfolding of life

as it moved

and naturally became

more of itself.

I learned to grieve

as I let go

without becoming

stuck in my own

grieving.

I learned to move with

all things —

back to my own source.

I wasn’t interested

in winning

or attaining

imitations of love.

I wasn’t stopped

by cluttered thoughts,

but urged on

by a whisper.