After a while,
I began to respect
and honor
my part within
the mystery.
I found it was
safe to let go
a little more
and continue on —
trusting in
a peace
I didn’t quite understand.
Tag: Self-love
Always Okay
If I could reach back
to the me I was,
I would send
only gentle whispers.
I would send
the kind of messages
that only she
could understand,
the subtle kind
that have no words
and leave no trace
of doubt
that we are
always okay
in the deepest way.
To Be Still
I dared to stop,
to be still in my heart
just long enough
for words to form
to comfort
all that was unsettled
in me.
And then I found
the comfort came
before the words
in my willingness to be
with all that is here —
in the presence of
my own soul.
Untamed Space
There was a quiet honoring
that happened
quite naturally.
And I didn’t want
to sort too much
or add too many words
to spoil the natural,
untamed space
in my heart.
Silent Knowing
I held on
to my heart
and to the silent knowing
that couldn’t be
expressed.
And there was
great beauty
in being enough.
Perfectly Imperfect
And so it happened
a little bit mysteriously
that my outer life
began to match
the peace
and compassion I felt
for my own
perfectly imperfect,
not quite all put together,
genuine heart.
All of the Pieces of Her Heart
Like a hidden secret,
underneath all of the pieces
so many had tried
to put together,
I found my own
inner healer
who was quite okay.
And I couldn’t help
but love her and me
as she loved
all of the pieces
of her heart.
No Words
Though my heart knew
there were no words
to describe,
it found comfort
in the pausing,
in the listening
and waiting
to hold
just one whisper
a little closer —
in remembrance
of its own unspeakable love.
For Just A Moment
Self-love and compassion came,
not as neat little package,
but in my williness
and the willingness of another,
to stand right in the middle
of the messiness of life
and in the heart
together —
for just a moment.
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