More and more
attention was placed
on the embrace
of love
that enveloped
all of my
experiences.
It no longer
made sense
to continue focusing
anything less into
form.
Tag: healing
That Same Love
Life continued
to unfold.
There were difficult
moments.
But they were
always held
and honored in
the purest
love.
It was seen
that all things
emerged from
and faded back into
that same
love.
Unfolding
I found
it was possible
to follow
a gentler path.
Old patterns
were seen clearly
and had lost
their hold.
The pull
was toward
the peace
I held in my
heart.
And I was grateful
for each tiny step
toward its unfolding.
From There
I vowed to stand
within my heart
in all of my
experiences.
In that moment,
I learned
the value in
the willingness
to allow myself
to feel my true
essence
and to be led
gently from there.
Quieted
Let our minds
be quieted,
just enough —
that we may hear
and follow
the quiet prayer
of our hearts.
Amen
Remembrance
There was
a settling back in
to what had been
carefully hidden.
The longing
to be some place
other than
that moment
was transformed into
a delicate embrace
and remembrance
of my own true
essence.
There was a knowing
that shifting
would continue
and that it would
have to come
out of this
space.
The Space Within
The contrast was
unbelievable
whenever I looked
back at the way
life had seemed
before.
It wasn’t so much
that the scenery had
changed.
But it had became
more tender.
I found I could
be in my heart
and in the world
at once.
And, in a way
I couldn’t quite
describe,
what had seemed
separate
began to take on
some of the qualities
of the space
within my heart.
Until It Spilled Over
I found my greatest
joy within
the quiet moments
where there was
nothing to do
but hold and honor
all that appeared
until it spilled over
and the essence
of every experience
became a prayer.
Safe
I found
I could leave
my scattered thoughts
in a safe place.
I didn’t have to
sort them all
at once.
I could trust
my inner healer
to allow
just enough in each
moment.
And so I let go
a little more
into the space
within my heart.
Within My Heart
At a certain point,
turning back
wasn’t really an
option.
Continuing to
push and try
to force any pieces
to fit at all
began to look
a little silly.
And so I vowed
to allow
myself to blend
a little more
completely
with the quiet prayer
I held within
my heart.
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