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.
Tag: prayer
Courage to Become
Thank you
for all things
reflecting the sweetness
of the connection
with my own deepest
heart.
Thank you also
for all things
along this path
that have challenged me,
adding to the
tenderness of the journey
and lighting
a fire of courage
to become a little more
free.
Thank you
for courage to set
these things
down.
Amen
Softly Calling
Thank you,
inner healer,
for always being
as you are —
your gentle way
softly calling me
closer to the center
of my heart.
Amen
This Natural Unfolding
I learned to
listen to
and follow
what resonated with
my own inner
healer.
I was led to
treasures and clues
that my heart
understood.
I learned to gently
hold a space
for this natural
unfolding in myself
and others
and to trust each of
our higher selves
to arrange the pieces.
In My Heart
Words began
to flow out
from within.
But it was
the surrender
in each moment
and connection
with my own
inner healer
that helped me
to become
the continuous
quiet prayer
I had heard
so clearly
in my heart.
Without Doubt
It became clear
that everything most
sacred
had come out of
a quiet prayer.
I knew,
without doubt,
that every single
real treasure
in my life had
come out of
an ever deepening
inner surrender —
a sinking down
and trusting in
my own true essence
a little more
completely.
Quieted
Let our minds
be quieted,
just enough —
that we may hear
and follow
the quiet prayer
of our hearts.
Amen
Until It Spilled Over
I found my greatest
joy within
the quiet moments
where there was
nothing to do
but hold and honor
all that appeared
until it spilled over
and the essence
of every experience
became a prayer.
From Within
From the outside,
the changes
seemed subtle
at first.
But from within,
it was clear
there was
something different
here —
a steady kind
of deepening,
a whisper of peace
where there had been
none,
a contentment
independent of
outer circumstances
and past struggles,
but always connected —
a life unfolding
sweetly
out of the quiet prayer
within my heart.
And there was nothing
subtle about that.
The Path of the Heart
For the nurturers
of consciousness
and holders
of all things
sacred and
unseen,
I offer my quiet
prayer
and vow to continue
to honor
and follow
the sacred unfolding
of the path of
the heart.
Amen
Laurie's Notes 