At a certain point,
I looked back
and realized
it had been
a sacred journey
into my heart
all along.
It had seemed
painfully subtle
at times.
But it was always
sacred.
Quiet Reflections and Prayers
At a certain point,
I looked back
and realized
it had been
a sacred journey
into my heart
all along.
It had seemed
painfully subtle
at times.
But it was always
sacred.
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.
There was
a settling back in
to what had been
carefully hidden.
The longing
to be some place
other than
that moment
was transformed into
a delicate embrace
and remembrance
of my own true
essence.
There was a knowing
that shifting
would continue
and that it would
have to come
out of this
space.
Life became
more of a natural,
organic process.
Figuring every step
and knowing
exactly how
to do it
was replaced with
quiet joy picked up
somewhere
in the exploration,
the delicate
innate ability to
trade in confusion
for a search for
tenderness
and the magic
of unexpected treasures
found along the way.
I found peace
in the reconnection
with the space
within my own heart
and in the natural way
I continued on
to connect
and hold this space
for others.
There was something
very beautiful
in the coming together,
in realizing I didn’t need
to have all of the pieces
on my own.
It was humbling
to seek
and to feel
a living life –
this sacred, magical life
I had known
as a child
and let go of too soon
because it didn’t match
the interpretations
around me.
And so I continue on,
having been touched deeply
by everyday people
and experiences
and found
that missing something,
longed for
for too long —
right here,
in our own hearts
and in front of us.
It’s a funny thing,
this love that we are.
Underneath the stories
and details that seem
to fill
every bit of it,
if we look
and listen
just a little
deeper down,
what we take
as facts,
black and white,
this or that,
who we truly are
and what we truly desire,
softens a little
into pure reverence
for what is
and what is becoming.
Let me be
a quiet prayer,
not always quiet
on the surface,
but a little deeper down.
Let my words and actions
resonate with
the space within
my deepest heart
and yours.
Amen
I vowed to continue on —
to take each step
in faith,
rooted firmly
in my heart,
unattached to the need
for outer relief —
holding my ground
in all situtions —
not always quiet,
not needing
to be right
or good enough
or even noticed —
simply playing my part
as it unfolded.
And there was
a beautiful silence
within my heart
I wouldn’t ever try
to fill again.