Quiet Reflections and Prayers
Writing calms me
like medicine.
It quiets me.
I don’t try to understand
with my mind.
I just let it flow out
and sink in
to my heart.
Sometimes one word
shows up in a piece
and reaches where I couldn’t
reach in other ways.
Maybe it is that
I have to become
so still inside
to listen
with my whole being.
Maybe it is this listening
that calms the little parts
of me so profoundly.
— Laurie, Heart Space
There was a quieting,
a gentle shift
from pure survival
to an aliveness
that flowed out of
the willingness to embrace
carefully hidden emotion
in a way that was
both safe
and strong enough
to hold
the most painful experiences —
transforming them,
through this holding,
into something beautiful.
I immersed myself
in subtle healing thoughts,
gently guiding all parts
of me
into the quiet,
wordless space within
and safely back
to where we were one.
I honor all that is
outside of me
in the same way
I honor all that is
within —
lightly holding
and letting go
in moving stillness.
Here, in the stillness,
there is calm
and comfort in knowing
that hidden within
whatever appears
is something just a little
more magical
than it seems.
In the stillness,
I find connection
with the love
that is here,
that is me,
allowing this love
to flow out
into the world.
I am healer
of my own heart.
And I am love.
When we reach
the place
of no words,
when you feel
most lost,
stand still
in your heart.
I will find you.
* for the parts of us in need of a little more holding.
Laurie's Notes 