Life became
the willingness
to notice
my own soul voice
behind everything,
to allow myself
to be connected
with my heart —
and to reflect
a little more
love.
Tag: healing
Within
Thought became
something that rose up
out of the space
within.
I found
a hidden well
of comfort
and guidance
in the quiet center
of my heart.
Holding Space
And so I vowed
to show up
in a new way,
unafraid to be still
in my own heart.
I vowed to
set aside
all that was
messy and unclear
and uncomfortable
in surrender
to all that was
most healed
in me —
holding space
for more healing
and sacred hope
for the transformation
of all that seemed
unhealable
and unsolvable —
in reverence
of my own experience
and yours.
Space for Healing
At a certain point,
I became willing
to stand my ground
as healer
of my own heart —
not as fractured
pieces,
but as the most whole
part of me —
the only one
who could hold
space for healing
for the rest.
Through
I learned to move
in the world
and in my inner
heart
in a way
that couldn’t be
taught.
I learned to feel
my way through.
Keep Going
Symptoms arose
and disappeared
at a certain point.
But that turned out
to be a small note
on the side
of what I had found.
Something whispered,
“Keep going.”
Into Wholeness
I found
hidden clues
about myself
and how to proceed
in the symptoms
and those annoying
situations I found
myself in —
the ones I had
interpreted
as simply something
to avoid
at all cost.
I found that by
opening to my own
hidden insights,
I was able to move
more fully
into wholeness.
Pure Thought
As I continued
to reflect on
my own journey,
I began to remember
what original thought
felt like
before being
interpreted
or manipulated.
And this
pure thought
became a kind of
medicine —
reaching a part of me
that had longed
to hear her own
true voice.
A New Path
I found
it was possible
to turn in the direction
of natural unity
and abilities
in a world that had
put just about
everything
above the sacredness
of its own soul
and body.
I found it was possible
to look
at where I stood
and choose
to take a different path —
to not get lost
in the grieving of
what could have been
or settle for
bad copies
of what was still
pure —
to remember
what had been kept
hidden and safe
within
my own heart
and to use the skills
I had learned
to find
or create
a new path.
However Long
I found that
Love,
in its purest form,
doesn’t depend
on some end
goal.
It honors all
of life —
all that unfolds
out of itself —
for however long it
stays.
Laurie's Notes 