Quiet Reflections and Prayers
A little at a time,
I learned
to trust in
the natural flow
of life.
I learned to
wait a little longer
to form judgements
and interpretations.
I learned to
not wait so long
to reach
for the part
of me
that could see
a wider view
and offer just enough
in each moment.
Thank you
for all things
reflecting the sweetness
of the connection
with my own deepest
heart.
Thank you also
for all things
along this path
that have challenged me,
adding to the
tenderness of the journey
and lighting
a fire of courage
to become a little more
free.
Thank you
for courage to set
these things
down.
Amen
I found
it was possible
to keep my focus
on the deepening
connection with my
inner knowing
that guided me.
Things and people
showed up
as support
and confirmation
of my own inner
process.
There was
relief
in no longer needing
to become more
tangled up
in past traumas,
future uncertainties,
or present
challenges.
I found my greatest
joy within
the quiet moments
where there was
nothing to do
but hold and honor
all that appeared
until it spilled over
and the essence
of every experience
became a prayer.
When you reach
a quiet place
and there is
sadness,
when the world
seems a little
too intense
again,
close your eyes
and remember
the softness
of your soul.
I found my way
to the gentle healer
within,
the part
that had included
and transformed
other parts
of me.
And I found
the deepest kind
of relief
and calm
as she reached
for the parts
that had been carefully
hidden.
I always returned
to the tenderness
I first knew
to follow.
There were doubts
and questions
and moments where
the path seemed
less clear.
But it always led
me safely back
to the tenderness
within my
heart.
I found I could
remember the purity
of my heart.
I could
allow all parts
of me
to be drawn
gently back
to the place
of natural
calm.
There was
a delicate tenderness
in the ability
and willingness
to look beyond
the surface of all
things —
to stand firmly
in my heart
in all instances —
to refuse to miss
treasures hidden
within —
to renew my vow
with each step —
to always find
the path of my
heart.
I found
comfort in the
gentle way
I learned to hold
and release
all that had been
too much —
allowing all the pieces
of me
to feel
the quiet prayer
of my heart.
Laurie's Notes 