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.
Tag: silence
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.
Deeply Connected
I found I was
deeply connected
with life
in each moment.
And all of the ways
parts of me
used to cry out
began to fade
beautifully
into the background.
Without Words
For a while I wished
for the right words
to express
what I had found
within my heart —
until the day came
when I remembered
the beauty
in being without words.
And I longed
for silence instead.
The Silence Behind the Words
And so I gathered
notes from my heart.
And I always,
at a certain point,
set them all down —
for it was
the silence
behind the words,
the pure love
from which they emerged,
I had longed for.
Where There Were No Words
I came to the place
where there were
no words.
And I knew it was
my own wordless honoring
I had been searching
to find
through all of my attempts
at understanding
and healing.
A Little More Deeply
When there were
no more words,
I stopped waiting.
I stopped picking up
and looking for
all of the things
that were not quite
what I had thought.
And I listened
a little more deeply
with my heart
and honored,
a little more fully —
all that could not
be written.
In That Space
I turned down the noise
around me
and inside.
And in that space,
I found my Self.
— Laurie, What’s Right Here
No Words At All
For a moment,
I let go of the pieces
of my heart,
set them down gently,
those that seemed
a little broken
or unsettled
and those that had
been mended.
And there was
a beautiful silence,
the purest kind of love
that had no words at all.
Instead of Trying
I found great strength
in the willingness
to show up —
to honor and see
a little past
what appeared
on the surface —
to hold a space
instead of trying
to fill it up.
Laurie's Notes 