Underneath all that appears
on the surface,
I am the space
within my heart.
And I am
the unfolding —
the sacred journey back
to stillness.
Quiet Reflections and Prayers
Underneath all that appears
on the surface,
I am the space
within my heart.
And I am
the unfolding —
the sacred journey back
to stillness.
Looking through
the story on the surface
to the essence
of my experience,
holding and honoring
what shows itself to me
in each moment,
I listen
with my heart.
In this moment,
I declare a truce,
a respite,
a little space
for healing —
here, in the stillness
of my heart.
I am this holding
and this letting go
at the same time.
I am this holding
without trying
for any particular result —
holding what is here
exactly as it is
for as long as it needs —
holding without needing
to fix.
I am this.
Letting go
of all I can’t quite
figure out,
I toss the pieces up
or lay them down
gently,
trusting them
to come back
a little at a time
in the present moment,
in a way that is
just enough.
When there were
no words,
I was silent.
And when there was
more than I could process,
I tossed it all
back up
and waited again
for the pieces
to fall back down
a little more slowly.