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Memory of My Soul

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After a while I learned

to let go a little more deeply

into the mystery.

I had allowed myself to feel

the quiet prayer of my heart.

And so there was no turning back —

not really.

it didn’t matter how many challenges

appeared in front of me

or how many times I found myself

straining to regain my footing in a world

I had tried so hard to understand —

grasping for any small sign

of something meaningful or true.

I became willing to set down

everything else in exchange

for one more small memory

of my soul.

A Little Magic

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I found a little magic

in the reclaimed ability to transform

all that was painful

into something tender.

It was each momentary remembrance

of the first time

I dared to turn down the noise

around me and inside

that carried me gently back

to my heart again

and again.

It was the courage to stand

in the quiet space within

just a little longer,

allowing all that was unsorted

and unhealed

to be held without condition

just a little more deeply

that attuned me

to the continuous quiet prayer

in my heart

and reconnected me

to my soul.

All That Was Good

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The thing is I was used to

taming inner darkness,

and sorting outrageous amounts of

mixed up truth and lies

was nothing.

The thing is I had already succumbed

to the dissonance —

already given up my soul

in pieces,

gathered it back up,

and carefully fit it back together with

my last bit of strength.

I had almost lost my life,

but it was almost completely

surrendering my soul

that was far worse.

The loss of my soul and therefore

all connection with God

and all that was life affirming

and good

became the one thing I feared.

And so, as shocking as it was to

be challenged and pushed

to the edge once more,

I was prepared not to go

down that path ever again.

Sacred Journey

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Healing my own heart

was a delicate process

of looking within

and gently holding

all of the parts

of my whole self

with the purest

love —

with the help of

my own inner healer

and each tiny piece

that courageously

showed up

to offer its own

unique set of

skills gathered

though an often painful,

incredibly sacred

human soul journey.