There was something beautiful in allowing life to fall quiet for a moment — allowing the surface to not be as my mind would have it. I understood most deeply, in the quiet times, the value in following my heart — even if it whispered subtly, without words — even if it was my only connection on earth — even if it led to just one meaningful thought. Advertisements
I began to have a different relationship with my experiences. They had become precious pieces within a deeper flow, a way to listen to life that led most gently back to the silent reverence within my own untamed heart.
I held on to a tiny whisper from my heart and the smallest bit of silent space. I had tried all other ways and sensed the time had come to risk all that was left and let go of my mind’s idea of how this thing should go. Anyway, that tiny whisper couldn’t be ignored much longer. The way to a new place was through all I didn’t know — the most tender place, this […]
There was peace in being without words — allowing all that was too much to be — waiting for a more subtle message to form — wating for our hearts to speak.
When there are no words to express, when there seems to be no next move, I will stand still. I will honor the space in our deepest hearts. And I will continue on — as a prayer.
I found life continued to unfold — each of us doing our best to listen to our own quiet prayer, getting lost and returning again and again to silence. I found it a bit humorous after a while — all the trying to understand and interpret. And so I continued on as a part of the mystery — a little lighter — participating without ever leaving the space within my deepest heart and just below […]
It didn’t matter how cold the world got because I always remembered the day I found I wasn’t here all alone — when without a sound I began to sense a love that could never not be.
Help us to hold a space for ourselves and each other. Remind us of the power in remaining rooted in our hearts. Help us to trust in this natural flow that has carried us through unfolding stories, into silence and back. Thank you for each heart in which true peace is held. Amen
I began to get a sense of what it meant to be in the heart, to notice the peace I had longed for. It was quieter here. And still I knew to continue on. After all, there really was no going back and no clear destination — only a mysterious unfolding road ahead of me and the most beautiful prayer I had ever heard — without any words.
May I meet this world and the noise within with the grace of knowing all parts of myself and the silence of my own deepest heart — underneath. When I am tempted to go a different way, lead me gently back. Amen