I learned how to
walk through difficult
times.
I learned to
alter my perspective,
shift my own
emotions,
and focus my
attention.
I learned to heal
the present
and the past —
because I dared
to listen
to the quiet prayer
within my heart.
Quiet Reflections and Prayers
I learned how to
walk through difficult
times.
I learned to
alter my perspective,
shift my own
emotions,
and focus my
attention.
I learned to heal
the present
and the past —
because I dared
to listen
to the quiet prayer
within my heart.
Thank you
for all things
reflecting the sweetness
of the connection
with my own deepest
heart.
Thank you also
for all things
along this path
that have challenged me,
adding to the
tenderness of the journey
and lighting
a fire of courage
to become a little more
free.
Thank you
for courage to set
these things
down.
Amen
I found that
what was most
important
was my willingness
to show up
to meet whatever
showed up
in each new
moment
with fresh eyes —
holding, honoring
and letting go.
I realized healing
could be
beautiful and
gentle —
a sacred journey.
And so
I came to this
clear space
in my heart
where I could be
with myself
in a different way —
where I could
listen
for my true voice
that was always
with me —
where I could find
comfort
and connection.
With a little practice,
I found gentler ways
of allowing
myself to be guided
from my heart.
Things that had seemed
overwhelming before
became mysteries
to unravel.
I began to get
a feel for this
gentler way
as little by little,
a bit slower at first,
I began to
notice and act
on clear insights
that led me
to one needed piece
and the next.
At a certain point,
I looked back
and realized
it had been
a sacred journey
into my heart
all along.
It had seemed
painfully subtle
at times.
But it was always
sacred.
I found it was
possible to become
healer of my own
heart,
as shattered as it
seemed
at times.
I found it was
possible to be led
by my own higher self
to people and things
and insights
and new thoughts
my heart could
understand.
There was a tenderness
that became a type of
gentle inner strength
because I took this
journey.
I found
it was possible
to follow
a gentler path.
Old patterns
were seen clearly
and had lost
their hold.
The pull
was toward
the peace
I held in my
heart.
And I was grateful
for each tiny step
toward its unfolding.
I found my way
to the gentle healer
within,
the part
that had included
and transformed
other parts
of me.
And I found
the deepest kind
of relief
and calm
as she reached
for the parts
that had been carefully
hidden.
There was
a delicate tenderness
in the ability
and willingness
to look beyond
the surface of all
things —
to stand firmly
in my heart
in all instances —
to refuse to miss
treasures hidden
within —
to renew my vow
with each step —
to always find
the path of my
heart.