I vowed

to take all that was

not beautiful in my

own heart

and transform it —


I vowed to hold

each wounded part

in me,

including those that were

most difficult

to hold.

And when it was

not possible,

I held the empty space

of their absence.

I showed up

for each life experience.

I held it all

until it was possible

to set it all down.

And I found

that wherever

I placed myself

within this sacred journey,

I was held

safely within

my true,

whole self.

Sacred Space

I began to

listen a little

more deeply,

noticing without

forming thought

too soon.

I found myself

safely grounded

in the sacred space

of my heart.

I could feel

when truth was


and recognize

my own true

voice rising

out of the silent

spaces I had longed for

and feared.

And I knew I could

filter it out of

any amount of noise

and clutter.