I vowed to be still in my heart just long enough for words to form to comfort all that was unsettled in me. And then I found the comfort came before the words, in my willingness to be with all that is here — in the presence of my own soul. Advertisements
May I be guided today by grace. May I have the patience to wait for higher thoughts. May I be moved by inspiration and love and creative flow — viewing each experience that crosses my path as an alternate route to tenderness. Amen
There is a conviction that takes hold in one’s heart to offer oneself more completely to healing and integration. It becomes impossible not to focus on what is most precious. I find it to be a much gentler ride to get to this place of surrender and grace sooner rather than later.
It takes a certain kind of conviction to become willing to hold both shadows and light and vow to search for true peace without having reached the lowest possible low. It takes a certain kind of spiritual maturity and grace to look a little further down the path ahead and return to the present moment — trusting our steps to be guided.
As I looked back on the long journey, the thought came that if I had to choose a place to start again, I would go back to the first time I was moved to trust my own heart — when there was nothing left to try except to drop everything and find out what was left. I would start again from there. — Laurie, What Now
Sometimes prayers become wordless — when there are a million words in the heart, but not one to match the rawness of emotion felt. And so I offer my deepest silent prayer to the place of peace in us all in this moment and the next. And I honor our steps as we find our way. — Laurie, What Now
Parts of me stood firmly — refusing to budge until I began to look more and more deeply, reconnecting with my whole self. There was a sense of gratitude for parts that had urged me to keep reaching for deeper answers and deeper questions. When reintegrated with my whole being, I found these parts willing to work with me — a little more gently.
I wish to reflect all that is soft, to offer my love to all that is not — to remind us of the sacredness of the journey and the beauty in the transformation. — Laurie, What’s Right Here
There is a love that reaches to the wounded place inside. And there is a love that flows because it has touched this reaching — needing only to express its unending gratitude for its own embrace. — Laurie, Heart Space
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.