Softening

Softening

Softening came

as I learned to

process life

in subtler ways —

feeling for wisdom

in all of my

experiences,

not sorting out

each one,

but listening with

my heart

beneath the stories

on the surface.

It was a welcome

shift from how it

had been

into finding and being

the healer within.

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Continuing On, Softening

Unafraid

During times

of great shifting,

when emotions were

intense

and bodies

and minds tired

most easily

with each added thought

and moment of

learning,

I found it was

possible to return

my focus

to the stillness

within

and count every

single piece of

wisdom gained as valuable —

while being willing

to hold it

lightly —

remaining unafraid

to release all

into the creative space

I learned to

embrace again

and again,

each time a little more

completely,

as I continued on.

Quieting

Hope

At a certain point,

the only real option

was going to

the source —

risking it all

to find something

worth holding.

It meant looking

within

and finding

that one thing

I could say

was sacred,

that one thing

worth holding

if everything else

I thought I had

understood

turned out to be

untrue.

I had to know

if there was

hope for any of us.

I had to know if

there was something

to be found

in us

that was capable

of holding

anything pure

without messing it up.

And it turned out

there was.

Quieting

Naturally

There was something

quietly satisfying

in showing up

without a mask,

without the constant

narrating mind.

Perceiving became

observing

and honoring

from a little higher

place.

Actions happened

naturally.

But it was the

space,

both expanding

outward

and anchoring me

in that moment,

that pulled me

ever so gently

toward my next needed

step.

Quieting

Only This Place

It was a delicate thing

to hold

all the pieces

of my own shattered

heart —

setting down everyting

I had gathered

again and again —

listening deeply

without knowing

exactly how –

pulling my very

sense of self

back —

waiting for words

to form

only from this place —

speaking only

to this place —

where there was

peace

and the courage

to continue 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.

From A Quiet Prayer

Pure Reverence

It’s a funny thing,

this love that we are.

Underneath the stories

and details that seem

to fill

every bit of it,

if we look

and listen

just a little

deeper down,

what we take

as facts,

black and white,

this or that,

who we truly are

and what we truly desire,

softens a little

into pure reverence

for what is

and what is becoming.

Continuing On

Straight Through

I found peace

in the quiet way

I learned to hold

and let go

of all that crossed

my path.

I found it

in the silence

within my heart,

often in the middle

of the most difficult

parts of the journey

where the sound

of my own steps

taken in pure faith

and a knowing smile

from a passer-by

became my greatest hope

and inspired me

to keep walking

straight through.

Holding

Stillness Within

I found it was

possible to walk through

whatever appeared

on the surface of life.

I found comfort

in my ability

to hold and honor

my own experience,

meeting the outer world

with renewed compassion —

trusting

it was safe

to remain connected

with the natural

stillness within

when the contrast

seemed most vast.