Unsorted

This Natural Rhythm

I found there is

a natural rhythm

of life,

one we lose touch with

when we find ourselves

living in our thoughts

or trying to create

just the right

circumstances

or feeling state —

trying to figure out

or find

something to make

this life

more predictable

so that it all makes

some kind of sense.

But I found the deepest

kind of peace

in returning to this

most natural rhythm

of life.

And so I allow

my words

to find their own way —

that they might

reflect this natural rhythm

and remind us

what it feels like

to be alive and free.

Unsorted

In My Own Way

Since I was a little girl,

I saw there was

more to life

than what we could see

on the surface.

And so I found myself

looking for the deeper story

in everything.

I wasn’t interested so much

in memorizing lines

and verses.

I wanted to feel

where the story

was coming from.

And so I did.

And then I experienced

what it was like

to be unable to feel

this deeper story

for a while

and struggled to find

my way back again —

so that I could share

my own story

in my own way.

Continuing On, Unsorted

A Little at a Time

It became increasingly helpful

to meet life

from a gentler place.

And so I held

my ground within

my heart —

remembering how

I had so delicately

held and let go

of all that crossed

my path

as I found my way

to this position —

letting go of all

I couldn’t sort out

all at once —

noticing as

pieces came together —

a little at a time —

naturally —

without my

over-thinking

and doing.

And with this same

natural motion,

I continued on.

Softening, Unsorted

Into Wholeness

I began to notice

a natural softening

in myself and others

as I aligned to my own

true essence —

a subtle shifting

that bypassed

the need to sort out

every personal flaw

and pattern.

There was a sense

of relief

after having struggled

and identified ourselves

with the parts

that were evolving —

an embracing —

a relaxing into

our own inherent wholeness.

Continuing On

Into My Heart

I found myself within

a beautiful motion

of holding

and letting go,

allowing attention

to land

where it pleased,

sometimes pausing —

always continuing —

unattached to labels

or the need to

connect all of the dots

too soon —

holding and honoring

all that crossed

my path

as this most natural

rhythm began to feel

more and more

like home —

letting go into

my own deepest heart.

Quieting

Listening With My Heart

What was most helpful on my journey was being in a safe, honoring space because I had lost my own sacred space. I searched out the strongest, most loving healers I could find. I felt the love that radiated from these people who had done their own inner explorations and who were able to be in this space with me. I listened to their words, not with my mind, but with my heart.

— Laurie, Heart Space

Quieting

Before the Noise

I began to listen

to life —

to show up

and listen

to what was around me,

perhaps as our ancestors

once listened —

before all the noise.

And so I began

to listen

a little more deeply —

not analyzing each sound,

but waiting for the music

to continue,

noticing my own part

within in it

and outside of it.

And I couldn’t imagine

it being any other way.

Reflections

In the Stillness of My Heart

In the stillness of my heart, there is a place I have longed for that I don’t want to fill up with anything. I had to get really quiet to find it. I had to let go of the chaos around me and inside and find the courage to stop in the midst of all of it. It is here that I place my attention in the now. Where there was once chaos and disconnect, there is quietude and repose. There is a natural flow that comes from gently reconnecting with what’s right here.

— Laurie,  Heart Space