Lead me
gently back
to the tenderness
within my
heart.
Soothe my scattered
mind.
Hold my weary
soul.
Love me
when I have
forgotten
how to love
my Self.
Amen
Tag: Self-love
Our Very Best
Help us to
have patience
with ourselves
and each other.
Help us to hold
what’s right here.
I know we’re
all doing
our very best.
Amen
Small Moments
Thank you
for small moments
of in-between —
for this is where
I can hear
my own
quiet voice.
Amen
Enough
There was still pain
as I found myself anchored
more deeply
in my heart.
But there was a tenderness
that came from
one small knowing smile,
one tiny miracle
reminding me
of what I had longed for
for so long —
the experience of
enough.
Forever
Underneath
all of the noise,
past the misunderstandings
and old wounds
and even older traumas,
there is pure longing,
not to be fixed,
but to be loved.
And so I take hold
of this place in me.
And if I must
reassure it
in every
moment
forever,
I will.
— Laurie, Healer of My Own Heart
This Listening
Writing calms me
like medicine.
It quiets me.
I don’t try to understand
with my mind.
I just let it flow out
and sink in
to my heart.
Sometimes one word
shows up in a piece
and reaches where I couldn’t
reach in other ways.
Maybe it is that
I have to become
so still inside
to listen
with my whole being.
Maybe it is this listening
that calms the little parts
of me so profoundly.
— Laurie, Heart Space
The Most Loving Thing
There was tenderness
in the persistent way
pieces of my own heart
longed for understanding
and in the gentle way
they became willing
to surrender
the need to grasp —
to step outside
neatly sorted
concepts and ideas
and every place
that was comfortable
and guaranteed —
to toss it all up
again and again
because it was
the most loving thing.
A Place of Honor
I hold this silent prayer
in my heart
in honor of
all that has been
unloved,
misinterpreted,
and judged.
I meet it this time
with a place of honor,
respect and
unconditional love
for self and other.
Amen
In Vulnerability and Strength
I found a place of
stillness within —
reflected first
outside of me
in others who stood
in the center
of their own hearts.
I found great beauty
in the vulnerability
and strength
it took to stand
in that place,
to listen —
to show up
with a natural
compassion for self
and other
and the pure intent
to hold
what was there.
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
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