There was a quiet
holding and letting go —
the remembrance
of events now seen
as part of
the great mystery —
no longer needing
to figure out —
no longer grieving
what was given up —
not needing anything
to be different.
Just this.
Tag: poetry
Where There Is Trust
May we come together
in this moment —
stepping outside
all the places
where we feel small
or wounded —
that we may see
from a higher place
and acknowledge our struggles,
no matter how small
or great —
remembering our true power
as wholeness —
uniting together
from this truer place
where there is
natural connection
and trust —
where there is true
and lasting healing —
finding courage
to show up
as our truest selves.
Amen
In Trust
There were times
when the absolute best
I could do
was take the very next
needed step in trust
that the next
would appear
just as needed —
just as it had
always been.
And in-between these
small leaps of faith,
the voices of doubt grew
so much quieter
that I found myself
straining to hear —
as if their presence
could offer
any real security.
Funny, I had thought
they did.
All That Is Left
When we have searched,
gathered and dropped
every word
we had thought
to carry back,
when all that
is left
upon our return
is the silence
in our hearts
because we have
both given up
and found our Love,
I will gather
the words again
for you.
Each Quiet Prayer
Thank you for each heart
that has answered
the call of Love,
showing up in a world
of great suffering
and great beauty,
being exposed
to all if it —
often intensely.
Thank you for each
quiet prayer
from each human soul
holding a sacred space
because the choice
was made
to look inside
or to reach out
for answers,
to do what was required —
to make this
sacred journey into the heart.
Thank you
for being here.
Amen
A New Draft
For the times
when there is
much emotion,
when challenges
have piled up
and the surface reflection
shows only separateness,
when we don’t know
where to start
to put the pieces together,
when we can’t see
the whole story,
may we find comfort,
knowing we are creating
a new draft,
participating a little
more fully —
letting go a little more
of needing it to go
a certain way —
writing this time
with our hearts.
Amen
In This Moment and the Next
Let me be
the natural peace
within my own heart,
honoring all that is
most true in me
and in you —
holding my ground
where I am
most healed.
Let all that is
in me
and all of my experiences
in the world
reflect this peace
in this moment
and the next.
Amen
Straight Through
Life continued to unfold
with all of its challenges
and pain
and beauty.
Questions like
Who am I
and the unshakeable
determination to keep
showing up
became more important
than any one insight
or set of
explanations —
pulling me each time
back a little more
into Self —
not deeper down
into thought,
but straight through
all if it
to its core —
where I sensed intuitively
and found great relief
in knowing
this as my center.
This Wholeness
When there is much
to sort through,
when we are tempted
to contract —
to pick up old habits
of playing small,
remind us
of the wholeness
we are.
Show us the tenderness
at our core
and right in front of us.
Give us courage
to be this space
of wholeness,
unfolding simultaneously
in these human forms.
Thank you.
Amen
Only This
There was a backing up,
a turning around
of some part of me
that once tried to
shape the world
to match what I thought
I wanted
out of the hope
of a me that had
forgotten who I am.
It was in this
turning around
and stepping back
a little more
and a little more
that I could see
ever more clearly —
until there was
a delicate holding
and letting go
of all it,
without condition —
and my deepest,
highest wishes
depended only on this.
