At times,
the path seemed
to unfold slowly.
But it always returned me
to the quiet joy
in the unfolding
and my willingness
to continue on —
as a prayer.
Tag: poetry
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.
Hidden Within
I found a little magic
in the parts
of me
I kept hidden within
my deepest heart.
And so I kept
my focus there —
just to see
what would happen.
Love Remembered
I found I could,
in any moment,
reset to the quiet
within.
And all of the pieces
of my heart began
to trust and return
to the natural flow
of love remembered.
In Honor of the Journey
I held on
to the whispers
from my heart
and to the parts
of me
that had struggled
and searched so long
for a gentler way.
And though the time came
when I could have let go,
I held them
a little closer,
a little lighter —
in honor of the journey.
Just Enough
All of the pieces
of my heart
were quieted —
just enough
so that I could
hear my own true voice
and be free.
This Quiet Place
I continued to hold
the places in me
that needed quieting.
And instead of trying
to remember or share
all I had learned,
I reminded myself
of this quiet place
in my heart —
once only a whisper.
Returning to Silence
Because I had held
all that was difficult
in my own heart,
I continued on —
seeing all that surrounded me
with a little softer focus,
honoring its unfolding
and returning to silence.
Naturally
I vowed to hold my ground,
to keep my focus
within my heart
no matter what appeared.
And though the contrast
was sometimes intense,
I never let go
of what I found to be
most true
until all else
faded away —
naturally.
This Sacred Space
I return
to the silence
within my heart
in gratitude
for each word,
each gentle thought
that forms,
each piece of truth
that finds its way
back here.
This is where
I place my attention:
now —
this sacred space
once forgotten.
— Laurie Whitesel, Healer of My Own Heart; A Journey into Wholeness
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