I found I could,
in any moment,
reset to the quiet
within.
And all of the pieces
of my heart began
to trust and return
to the natural flow
of love remembered.
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Just Enough
All of the pieces
of my heart
were quieted —
just enough
so that I could
hear my own true voice
and be free.
This Quiet Place
I continued to hold
the places in me
that needed quieting.
And instead of trying
to remember or share
all I had learned,
I reminded myself
of this quiet place
in my heart —
once only a whisper.
Returning to Silence
Because I had held
all that was difficult
in my own heart,
I continued on —
seeing all that surrounded me
with a little softer focus,
honoring its unfolding
and returning to silence.
Naturally
I vowed to hold my ground,
to keep my focus
within my heart
no matter what appeared.
And though the contrast
was sometimes intense,
I never let go
of what I found to be
most true
until all else
faded away —
naturally.
This Sacred Space
I return
to the silence
within my heart
in gratitude
for each word,
each gentle thought
that forms,
each piece of truth
that finds its way
back here.
This is where
I place my attention:
now —
this sacred space
once forgotten.
— Laurie Whitesel, Healer of My Own Heart; A Journey into Wholeness
As a Prayer
On a gentle breeze,
a whisper
in the wind,
a bit of color —
muted,
I return
to this life
as a prayer.
How Far
And so my heart whispered
of the long roads
on the surface
and the harsh reality
of being in a healing world.
How far I would go
was up to me.
The choice was clear.
But I came
to go all the way —
to meet it
at the core.
Quiet Prayers
When the outer world
became louder
and trying to speak
over the noise
was not helpful,
I held on
to the space within my heart
and to the quiet prayers
it whispered.
With Honor
I return
to this experience
with honor,
knowing it is enough
to hold this moment
of life —
of which I am
a part.
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