Let my heart be
open —
that I may feel
my way through
this world,
as I have felt my way
within my own heart.
Amen
Quiet Reflections and Prayers
Let my heart be
open —
that I may feel
my way through
this world,
as I have felt my way
within my own heart.
Amen
Thank you
for gently whispered
prayers and the beauty
found in our one true heart
reaching out
for itself,
refusing to be bound
by lesser things,
daring to see
and embrace
its own true beauty.
Thank you for those who
dare to reach back.
Amen
When we have reached
the place of
no turning back —
again,
when the road ahead
can’t be seen
and the past seems
to linger a bit too long,
remind us
of the ever-present calm
beneath the surface
and the honor
in holding
this space
for each other.
Amen
Whisper your love
softly,
in this place –
that we might hear
your voice
above all else.
Amen
Let us be
brave enough
to continue to follow
the path of our hearts,
the whisper of hope —
that mysterious pull
to search and explore
and feel the story
beneath the surface —
no longer out of the need
to be fixed
or to fix,
but because we have
felt that longing
in our chests
and dared
to set it down —
to feel the emptiness
in our hands,
if only for a moment.
Help us to trust
in our own ability
to hold this life
a little more gently —
to be willing
to continue on
in each moment —
as a prayer.
Amen
Give us strength
to hold our ground
in our hearts.
If ever there was
a need for such strength,
it is surely now.
Help us to remember
what it feels like
to listen
from this place —
to filter out
what is most true —
that we will
always find our way.
Amen
Thank you
for this quiet prayer
that frees my attention
to focus again
on this experience
in front of me
and to follow
where it leads.
May it always return
to the quiet space
in my heart —
where all experience
is honored —
where there is
always just enough
understanding and insight —
where no words
are needed
but flow
out sweetly anyway.
Amen
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
Remind us
of the power
in our willingness
to pause
for a moment —
to go within —
to honor
what is here
as it is —
allowing what is
naturally transforming
and returning to
the quiet space
that is
forever.
Amen
There were no words
to express
the purity of love found
uopn surrendering
each carefully gathered
piece of my own heart.
And so without a word
and nothing left
to hold,
I held the space left
in their place
as quiet prayers.