I hold what is here
with love,
as it is in me,
as it is in you —
as it gently transforms itself
back into its purest form.
Amen.
Tag: quiet reflections
Just In Case We Forget
As we move
through this life,
let us remember
we are okay
always —
without exception —
no matter what.
Just in case
we forget —
Amen.
Only Love
I found I had
just enough courage
to turn down
the noise,
to reconnect with my own
true voice —
to follow the notes
written on my heart
all the way,
as far as I could reach
until there were
no more words —
only love.
Surrender to Silence
I found life is rarely
how it seems
on the surface.
And so I learned
to listen
with my heart,
to paint with words —
to surrender
to silence
as each attempt faded
so sweetly back
into nothing.
As I Remember
Should I ever forget
who I am,
remind me gently.
Guide me safely
back to my heart.
Hold me lightly —
as the journey
can seem so long.
Love me deeply
as I remember.
Amen.
Guide Me
When what can be seen
of me
appears unsettled,
when peace and connection
seem like distant memories lost
somewhere in the future
or the past,
guide me safely back
to my Self.
Amen.
Whisper of Hope
And so I became
the quiet prayer,
the whisper of hope
beneath the noise —
holding steady,
holding a space —
waiting patiently
for words
to find their way
to the shielded heart
from which they came.
Gently Transformed
One day I found
I had become
the me who once seemed
so far away,
the me who comforted
and gently transformed
whatever appeared,
the me who dared
to stand still
and honor
all the pieces
of a heart
that thought it was
broken.
Just Below the Surface
The moment came
when it was more painful
to remain stuck,
not to look.
And so I began to trust
in my own healer
within —
letting go
of old thoughts
and the need to change
or even heal.
And because holding on
to this me,
the natural shifting
that happened
because of it,
and all I saw
just below the surface
was so beautiful,
I didn’t ever feel
the need to turn back.
Sacred Hope
And so I vowed to live
in a new way,
fully present and grounded,
unafraid to be
among all that is messy
and unclear
and uncomfortable,
in surrender
to all that is most healed
in me,
holding space
for more healing
and sacred hope
for the transformation
of all that seems unhealable
and unsolvable —
in reverence
of my own experience
and yours.
Amen.
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