Honoring

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.

Quieting

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.