Quiet Reflections and Prayers
I began to filter life
in a gentler way,
holding and honoring
moments as they unfolded,
shifted and transformed
into the next.
This motion
of deep reverence
and unconditional love
became my unspoken,
continuous prayer —
sure footing
in a world in the midst
of its own deepest healing.
Thank you for each heart
that has answered
the call of Love,
showing up in a world
of great suffering
and great beauty,
being exposed
to all if it —
often intensely.
Thank you for each
quiet prayer
from each human soul
holding a sacred space
because the choice
was made
to look inside
or to reach out
for answers,
to do what was required —
to make this
sacred journey into the heart.
Thank you
for being here.
Amen
For the times
when there is
much emotion,
when challenges
have piled up
and the surface reflection
shows only separateness,
when we don’t know
where to start
to put the pieces together,
when we can’t see
the whole story,
may we find comfort,
knowing we are creating
a new draft,
participating a little
more fully —
letting go a little more
of needing it to go
a certain way —
writing this time
with our hearts.
Amen
I hold this silent prayer
for the times
when we feel small,
when we fail
to reach past
all that seems to stand
between us —
that we may remember
to reach again
and to trust
that our silent prayers
are always spoken
and heard —
even when we forget.
Amen
When I reach the the edge
of the known,
when I can’t see
past the very next move,
I will stand still
in my heart.
And I will continue on —
for I have held
the most
precious treasures
where the purity
of love needed
to stand in that place
is enough.
Remind me of
the importance
of silence.
Help me to
remember the delicate
balance of reaching
and retreating.
May the simple joy
of knowing I am following
my own perfect path
always be enough.
Amen
For a while,
I followed the endless
promises of another
way out
of pain and longings —
only to be caught
in cycles
of up and down
and forward
and back.
And so I began
to follow the pieces
of me
that could lead
in a different way —
calming and evolving
with each small surrender
and bit of courage
to keep showing up
as healer
of my own heart.
Having experienced
the true beauty
of being part
of a living, breathing
aliveness
bigger than my own
personal,
often very difficult journey,
after having risked
everything to find it,
there was no pain
big enough
to overshadow its tenderness
and no desire
to go back.
I continued on —
participating in
the forever unfolding,
experiencing
and healing —
connecting and being
a deeper me
without knowing
exactly how.
I continued on —
following faithfully
as the path unfolded,
urged on
by an unspoken longing
from within
to hold
something pure
and true —
the one thing
that could quiet
my restless mind
and calm
the deepest aching.
Laurie's Notes 