I stopped
needing to try
so hard
to be okay.
The need to
neatly sort
all of life
was replaced
by a peace
in holding
and letting go
of everything —
as a prayer.
Tag: Meditation
Most Natural
Out of necessity,
I became willing
to remember how
to see with
my heart —
to dare myself
to hold my focus
just below the surface —
to toss everything
and trust
what was needed
to come back down —
to meet my Self
in each moment —
to notice again and again
that I was indeed
still okay here —
until this was
the most
natural place
to be.
Out of Nothingness
After a while,
it was most natural
to be the space
beyond words,
that strangely familiar place
where thought formed
out of nothingness
as quiet prayers
once known only
as far-away whispers
triggering some long-forgotten
memory of a time
when I was not
separate from the space
within my heart.
In This Moment and the Next
Help me to stay
firmly planted
in my deepest heart.
Let this sacred space
be the foreground
of my experience
in the world.
Reflect my silent prayers.
Guide my steps
in this moment
and the next.
Amen
All That Remains
When I feel
the presence
of all that remains
unhealed in me,
remind me
of the sacred honor
and tenderness
found in these places.
Help me to pause.
Center me always
in my heart —
that I may offer
my part
out of the purest love
that we are.
Amen
Gently
When the world
around us
becomes noisy,
when parts of us
have forgotten
the sacred space
from which
we started,
remind us
to hold this space
a little tighter.
Lead us gently back
to quiet places
and safe arms —
that we may be
the healers
and sacred guardians
that we are.
Amen
…
May these words be joined with others.
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
With Love
When the world
becomes noisy
and I can’t fit
all of the pieces
together,
I will stand still
in my heart.
And I will
find comfort —
knowing I am
held with love.
Amen
Forever
I return
in stillness
and in honor
of what is always
and only
right here,
seemingly distant,
yet instantly close —
so blindingly beautiful
that I would sit
forever —
just to hear
one more sweet whisper
of truth.
— Laurie, What’s Right Here
As a Prayer
No longer needing
to be neatly sorted,
I continued on
in search
of my own
true voice —
honoring all that had
gone before —
following the
painfully subtle
whispers —
gently shedding
all that was
no longer needed —
continuing on
as a prayer
that would forever
find its way.
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