Letting go
of the need to express
what could be seen
or thought,
letting go
into the silence,
I waited for words
to form —
to reflect the purity
of love
I had felt —
just beneath the surface.
Quiet Reflections and Prayers
Letting go
of the need to express
what could be seen
or thought,
letting go
into the silence,
I waited for words
to form —
to reflect the purity
of love
I had felt —
just beneath the surface.
I found I could,
at last,
hold the gap
between the pure essence
of my inner heart
and the unfolding
within and around me.
And though the contrast
was still great,
I found I was stronger.
This time,
instead of letting go
of my Self,
I held my ground.
Thank you
for being here
and for the little signs
in my heart
and in the world
that you are.
Amen
I honor all that is
outside of me
in the same way
I honor all that is
within —
lightly holding
and letting go
in moving stillness.
I continued on,
no longer needing
to fill the emptiness
or sort all of the pieces,
trusting completely
in the unsorted heart
and in the mystery
that had carried me
safely back
to my own silent prayers.
I wish
to free myself
a little more —
living authentically
from my heart
in each moment
and letting go of the need
to know the end of the story
too soon.
I am healer
of my own heart.
I embrace my wholeness
and my brokenness,
my vulnerability
and my strength.
And with love,
I let go.
I trust
in this moment.
I have all I need.
It is safe to be still —
to look with love
at all that is
in my heart
and in my world —
to intimately know
the peace
that is here.
And so there was
a quieting,
a sacred holding,
the journey within —
where all was dissolved
into the purest love.
I trusted completely
in my heart
and held my ground,
unsure of where
it would lead —
knowing the essence
of whatever appeared
from here
would have to match
the purity
of this love.