Quieting

Essence

The more I explored

being with myself

in a new way,

the more I

understood what it was

I was noticing.

It wasn’t the surface

details so much.

I had allowed those

to blur a bit.

It was my own

essence I began

to notice.

It didn’t have

words.

It was subtle

at first.

But I found I could

focus on what was

most healed

in me.

And somehow,

ever so gently,

outer experiences

began to meet

the essence

of my own deepest

heart.

What's Right Here

With Love

I hold

what is here

with love —

the natural unfolding,

this clear space,

the reverence —

all of this,

including all that is

painful and confusing.

Even as I feel

the shifting ground

beneath me,

I accept and love

all of it

as it is —

right here.

I know these arms

have held

the indescribable pain

of separateness,

reaching inward

and through —

daring to hold

ALL of the pieces

of their own

shattered heart

even before it was

clear they were

not broken —

because somewhere,

underneath the confusion,

a quiet prayer was

whispered.