I began to honor
all of my experiences
with natural compassion
for myself and others,
instead of trying so hard
to understand or change
what appeared —
holding it all
and allowing space
for natural transformations
and insight
to emerge.
Tag: recovery
Again and Again
All of the pieces
I have diligently gathered
and those I have set free
again and again,
I let them go —
tossing them up,
watching where they land.
This is who I am.
— Laurie, What’s Right Here
A Little More
I let go of the ideas I had
about what this outer life
should look like.
And I focused
a little more
on the treasures
I would have missed
if life had flowed
a different way.
And the little parts
of me
that once tried to fit
somewhere else
couldn’t help but turn back
and surrender a little more.
Without a Doubt
I vowed to keep
my focus within
because I had held it
for too long
to turn back.
I let go
of trying so hard
to sort all of the pieces
of my heart
and vowed to be
the me that was okay
without a doubt,
no matter what
appeared to be
on the surface.
At Last
I found I could,
at last,
hold the gap
between the pure essence
of my inner heart
and the unfolding
within and around me.
And though the contrast
was still great,
I found I was stronger.
This time,
instead of letting go
of my Self,
I held my ground.
No More Words
I am the endless prayer
carefully tucked away
and never lost,
a whisper of truth
not quite heard —
the silence
of experience felt
when there are no more words
to remember.
— Laurie, What’s Right Here
In My Heart
Thank you
for being here
and for the little signs
in my heart
and in the world
that you are.
Amen
Carried Safely Back
I continued on,
no longer needing
to fill the emptiness
or sort all of the pieces,
trusting completely
in the unsorted heart
and in the mystery
that had carried me
safely back
to my own silent prayers.
From My Heart
I wish
to free myself
a little more —
living authentically
from my heart
in each moment
and letting go of the need
to know the end of the story
too soon.
Wordless Prayers
At a certain point,
there was nothing else
to do
but hold and honor
all that couldn’t be sorted
and trust
in the mysterious power
of wordless prayers.
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