Quiet Reflections and Prayers
For the times
when we feel
unable to hold
all of the pieces
of our hearts alone,
remind us of the purity
of a love forgotten
and longed for —
the love that holds
and breathes
life into all things
as a prayer
and trusts us
to hold these
precious pieces
of itself.
Amen
Because I had grown tired
of all the trying
so hard
to find my way
back to my own heart,
I found peace
in the simplicity
of the surrender
and natural movement
that happened
in reconnecting with
and being
the quiet prayer
that had guided me
ever so gently
back to itself.
Let us remember
the magical power
of words
shared freely
from the heart —
the gentle, mysterious pull
that awakens souls,
transforms human struggles
into quiet prayers,
and carries all things
safely back
as the most precious treasures.
Amen
I set out to share
my own story
in my own way,
dropping the details
little by little —
until all that remained
was the most sacred layer —
the sacred journey
into the heart.
And so I entered
this state of prayer
and found my deepest comfort
where I had been
afraid to look.
May we find courage
to stop looking outside
and within
for something
to hide what is
most pure —
that we may find
true and lasting love
in each moment —
in your heart and mine.
And may we find
strength to hold it
together.
Amen
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.
When there is
much to sort through,
when we can’t see
where to start,
let us begin
in surrender
to all that is
most healed
in our own hearts.
And may we find
comfort in knowing,
that somehow,
within this great mystery,
we belong
to each other.
Amen
Give us strength
to stand firm,
to reach for what is
most true,
to find security
not in the things
we have been shown
to grasp,
but in our deepest core —
returning to our
natural place —
trusting those who have
made the trip before us —
reaching for others’ hands —
reaching ahead and behind,
gathering more strength
so that we may do
what we came to do
and share what we came
to share
as healers of our
own hearts.
Amen
When we have reached
the place
where words can’t go,
when we seem
most separated
by time and distance,
when the way through
all that stands between us
can’t be seen
and all that is known
is the next needed step,
let us remember
the quiet,
often silent prayers,
that led us that far
and continue on.
Amen
As the challenges
and transformations
of this life
continue to be,
help us to remember
what is most true,
to have courage
to move in the direction
of truth,
to see from a higher place
and to feel
from below the surface —
to remain firmly
rooted in
a love unmatched
and unaffected by anything
in this world
but its own clear reflection.
Amen
Laurie's Notes 