When there were
no words to match,
when the outer world
failed to reflect
what was most true,
I vowed to stand stilll,
to hold my ground —
to never again
let go
of the stillness
within my heart.
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Help Us To Remember
As the challenges
and transformations
of this life
continue to be,
help us to remember
what is most true,
to have courage
to move in the direction
of truth,
to see from a higher place
and to feel
from below the surface —
to remain firmly
rooted in
a love unmatched
and unaffected by anything
in this world
but its own clear reflection.
Amen
This State of Prayer
And so I continued on —
holding what appeared
in front of me —
listening with my heart
and letting go
as it faded
and changed before me —
laughing at the silliness
of having tried
so hard
to figure out this life,
grateful that it had
led me safely back
to this state of prayer.
Straight Through
And so my reaching led
into my deepest heart,
straight through
all that had seemed
too painful
or too far —
one tiny step
from the me
in search of something
to the me
that held it all.
The Great Mystery
And so this life
continued to unfold
as I settled in
to my deepest heart
without the desire
this time
for my questions
to be answered —
with a subtle knowing
I couldn’t quite name —
holding instead
and being held
by the great mystery itself.
Sacred Holding
I hold what is here
like a silent prayer,
a quiet acknowledgement —
a reverence.
It isn’t something
I learned.
It is trusting
my inner healer,
my own inner knowing —
an innate understanding.
This holding reaches
deep into my being —
touching a place
that couldn’t be reached
in other ways.
— Laurie, Heart Space
Hidden Somewhere In-between
Let our hearts
be open.
Let our wounded places
be held —
reminding us
of our true nature,
helping us to continue on
when we feel like
giving up —
guiding us safely back
to the subtle,
wordless beauty
hidden somewhere
in-between the letting go
and rising above.
Amen
A Simple, Quiet Prayer
There was a deepening,
a surrender,
a sinking in
to my own deepest heart.
And though there were
no words to describe
or explain,
there came, instead,
the sweetest
kind of silence
as each attempt
was replaced by
a simple, quiet prayer
and faded effortlessly
back into nothing.
Reaching In
Reaching in
to the core
of who I am,
there is nothing
to add
or practice
or improve.
Self-love
is the natural state —
forgotten and remembered.
— Laurie, What’s Right Here
Within My Heart and Yours
When there was
nothing left to do
but continue on,
when my spirit
became tired,
I remembered
the subtle notes,
the endess quiet prayer
from a deeper place
beyond what could
be seen
or understood —
carefully set in place
and held safely
within my heart
and yours.
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