I believe in the power
of pure love
and transformation.
I choose to follow
the path of my heart
and stand
in the fire
of my soul.
— Laurie, What’s Right Here
Tag: healing
Where We Are Free
I will sit
with you
in this place —
for I know
the heaviness
in your heart
as it is also in mine.
And my arms reach
wide enough
to hold us
both.
I will hold us both
in this place —
where we are
free —
for as long
as we need.
Beneath the Pieces
And so the healing
began,
the gathering
of my very
heart,
the not knowing
just how
the pieces fit or
even if they
did.
And then it seemed
to matter less
how the puzzle went
than the love
I found there
beneath the pieces.
All That Is Soft
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.
Within My heart
There was a different
quality of thought
that appeared
out of the emptiness
left behind
as I dared
to drop old
scattered thoughts
and reflections.
After a while,
this became
a natural way
of being in my heart
and in the world.
There was a kind of
self discipline
and loving restraint,
a quiet encouragement
to acknowledge
and look away
from old ways
and focus instead
on what was
already present —
holding space
for even more healing —
within my heart.
Gentle Transformation
Healing my heart was
a subtle shift,
an honoring
of what was
there,
a light holding
and letting go —
a gentle transformation
into a new perspective
of what was
already.
Mostly to Live
At a certain point,
I remembered
I didn’t show up here
to fit in
or to become
stuck.
I showed up here
to live
and share,
but mostly
to live.
I hadn’t come
to support old patterns,
but to inspire change
and nurture
new ways.
Enough
Sometimes it was
hard to hear
the quiet prayer
in my heart
Sometimes life became
so noisy
and the best I could do
was to hold on
to the knowing
beyond doubt
that it was
in fact always there —
no matter what.
Somehow that was
enough.
Even More Beautiful
I let go,
trusting
that wherever
the pieces fall
will be okay —
possibly even more
beautiful
than if I had tried
to fit them
together on my own.
— Laurie, What’s Right Here
Wordless Prayers
I found I could
feel my way
through this life
as I let go
a little more
of cluttered thoughts
and ideas
of how it should
look.
I found comfort
in the subtle insights
I once tried
to sort out.
There was a natural
reverence for my own
journey
and for others.
Prayers became
more wordless
as I began to trust
the one continuous
quiet prayer
I once
turned away
because the contrast
had seemed too vast.
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