It was the subtle release into a gentle flow that taught me how to soften. Relief came each time I found just enough courage to listen and to soften my own heart a little more. It came in the quiet pauses just before words of comfort began to form and lingered sweetly — forever. Advertisements
And so I began to listen to the one continuous quiet prayer in my heart. And though it was painfully subtle at times. I came to know this quiet voice as my deepest connection and healing.
The shifts toward greater alignment with my heart were painfully subtle at times, but I learned that movement is movement. I found any amount of flexibility in my mind and body could be held and carried into more movement and more gentle guiding of unaligned fragments of Self back to the center of my deepest heart — in each moment.
I found there had always been a quiet prayer within my heart. It had been covered up for a while by the noise of the world and the noise within. It was there each time I dared not to listen to the endless chatter of mind and allowed my attention to land on the space beyond objects and subtle energies within. It appeared gently, as a whisper — like a subtle breeze I might have […]
Life became gentler with every gentle shift inside. At times it was painfully subtle. Sometimes I would look back, and the contrast could be seen as vast . I stopped falling into smaller parts of me and began to hold them instead. I tossed everything else to God — holding and letting go at once.
There was something about walking through a big enough challenge, the kind that forces the choice to go all the way, to put all cards on the table without a guarantee that it would be enough — trusting it would be met by a greater power. And there was something about no longer needing such extreme challenges in order to live out this kind of deep surrender. At a certain point, every moment became a […]
I learned the value in aligning with my own heart. Old patterns fell away as I continued to love all of the many different parts of Self. The goal in each new moment became accepting and integrating parts of the whole, allowing love to flow more freely from within.
There was a settling down into my heart that continued to deepen. I began to understand beyond thinking and listen beyond words. I learned to hold my own shadows and light — letting go of ideas held too tightly in exchange for the lightness of compassion for myself and others and the renewed strength to continue on as a clearer reflection of my own quiet prayer.
Softening became a choice in each moment as I learned to trust my own heart a little more completely. Experiences began to match the gentleness of my own quiet prayers.
Softening came as I learned to process life in subtler ways — feeling for wisdom in all of my experiences, not sorting out each one, but listening with my heart beneath the stories on the surface. It was a welcome shift from how it had been into finding and being the healer within.