Holding

An Unspoken Truce

At a certain point,

it became clear

that relief must come

at once,

in the form of

a respite,

an unspoken truce —

in the middle of

all that remained

unhealed

and unsettled.

And so I entered

the place beyond thought.

And though the energy

of what was held there

was often intense,

it was always tender

to sink a little

further in,

to be willing

to allow the uneasiness

to be there

and to subside,

to see this place

outside of me —

to be okay

no matter what.

Prayers

Let Me Be Empty

Lead me safely back

to my Self.

Teach me how

not to follow a thought.

Remind me

of the beauty

that exists

just below the surface.

And when it is

time for words,

let them

always be new.

Help me to set down

conditioned thinking

and the need

to be wise

or to be

anything at all.

Let me be

empty instead.

Amen

Reflections

This Sacred Journey

For a while

I searched for healing

outside of me.

There were those

who showed up to walk

with me for brief time.

There were those

who turned away.

All were helpful pointers.

But it was when I became

willing to turn around

and stand firmly

in the quiet place within,

to go straight to the core,

the place we long for

and fear,

that just the right ones

showed up

at just the right time

to walk me through

the door

of my own heart.

And I was thankful

for this

and for each one before

and after

who was brave enough

to take this sacred journey

and meet me in this place

where we are one.

Holding

Stillness Within

I found it was

possible to walk through

whatever appeared

on the surface of life.

I found comfort

in my ability

to hold and honor

my own experience,

meeting the outer world

with renewed compassion —

trusting

it was safe

to remain connected

with the natural

stillness within

when the contrast

seemed most vast.