From A Quiet Prayer

Always

By grace,

I remembered

the power

of staying centered

within my heart

while offering

my part in the unfolding

of the story

we all share.

I healed

my own heart,

transformed darkness

within myself,

held and let go

of all parts

of me —

traded in every last

resentment in the search

for a deeper truth

and the slightest bit

of hope

for the remembrance

of this sacred journey

called life.

I healed

and transformed trauma

and found

a quiet prayer

connected with truth

and compassion

for all

could travel far —

reaching places

where few words

could go —

joining together

with others —

healing what had seemed

unhealable.

I honored

and traded

my own story

for a prayer.

And so I offer

this living prayer

always.

Amen

From A Quiet Prayer

Almost Forgotten

And so I vowed

to go to the

very center of

my heart,

to do whatever

was required,

not knowing

what I would find

or if I would ever

make my way back,

no longer waiting

for relief

or healing

from outside of me —

reaching only

for the faint whispers

from a place

almost forgotten..

From A Quiet Prayer, Unsorted

As a Prayer

Let us be

brave enough

to continue to follow

the path of our hearts,

the whisper of hope —

that mysterious pull

to search and explore

and feel the story

beneath the surface —

no longer out of the need

to be fixed

or to fix,

but because we have

felt that longing

in our chests

and dared

to set it down —

to feel the emptiness

in our hands,

if only for a moment.

Help us to trust

in our own ability

to hold this life

a little more gently —

to be willing

to continue on

in each moment —

as a prayer.

Amen