I found there is
a prayer
within us all,
a whisper of hope
gently quieting our
hearts —
reaching through
old wounds and labels —
gathering pieces
of a gentler story
waiting to be
told.
Quiet Reflections and Prayers
I found there is
a prayer
within us all,
a whisper of hope
gently quieting our
hearts —
reaching through
old wounds and labels —
gathering pieces
of a gentler story
waiting to be
told.
Softening became
a choice
in each moment
as I learned
to trust my own heart
a little more
completely.
Experiences began to
match the gentleness
of my own quiet
prayers.
For the parts
of us
that grieve
for all that
can’t be expressed
in words,
for the frustration
that comes
when words are
attempted
and seen to be
insufficient,
I offer my deepest
silent prayer.
Know that we don’t
grieve alone —
even when it seems
we are on opposing sides
on the surface.
Somewhere, below
the surface stories
and very real
pain,
we know we are
connected.
And we know
there is a part
of us that
is healed.
May it continue
to whisper
as we find courage
to hold our grief
and our healing
together.
Amen
And so a quiet prayer
was whispered
and felt
beyond words.
And it was known
instantly,
without doubt —
by each piece
of self
in every last place
where it had been
forgotten
that it is
loved, heard,
nurtured, included
and cherished
in every new
moment
of now —
forever.
Amen
I chose to listen
to the quiet prayer
of my heart.
I learned to
feel into subtle
experiences and
knowings beyond thought
I searched for
peace and fell in
love with gentleness.
I allowed
my life to flow into
more gentleness —
for that was
what I had come
to do.
Thank you
for kindness.
Thank you for
smiles and notes
and true
connection.
Thank you for
quiet reflections
of peace
as I find
balance within
my own deepest
heart.
Amen
Thank you
for the continuous
quiet prayer
within my heart,
the one that lights
each needed step
as it appears
and holds me
safely
within each
new moment.
Amen
Thank you for gentle
souls who dare
to keep going,
refuse to give up
hope,
and continue
to look for
and hold
magic found
in unlikely places —
no matter how
many times
their hearts seem
to shatter
or how many
pieces need to be
gathered or set
free.
Thank you for
tender heart
friends.
Amen
There was a
softening
of the story
on the surface,
a gentle resetting.
The default emotion
become one of
peace,
the very thing
my heart had
longed for
and called me to.
There was a more
natural connection
with all of life,
a gentle unfolding
of the quiet prayer
within my heart.
Silent pauses became
welcome parts
of the relaxation into
a gentler way
of being.
I learned how to
walk through difficult
times.
I learned to
alter my perspective,
shift my own
emotions,
and focus my
attention.
I learned to heal
the present
and the past —
because I dared
to listen
to the quiet prayer
within my heart.