The silence of my true Self was always there. Even when the world around me and within became noisy and my body wasn’t still at all — the underlying silence never left. Advertisements
It was comforting to find that somewhere hidden safely beyond whatever appeared was something a little purer. It just took a moment to adjust to being without so many added layers of thought.
Let our minds be quieted, just enough — that we may hear and follow the quiet prayer of our hearts. Amen
I found my greatest joy within the quiet moments where there was nothing to do but hold and honor all that appeared until it spilled over and the essence of every experience became a prayer.
May we find a place of stillness within. And may we live from this place. Amen
I let go of all that is outside of me in the same way I let go of all that is within — lightly holding and letting go — in moving stillness.
I return to the purity of this place, this strange stillness where thoughts form out of nothingness in answer to questions yet to be asked, in response to longings not yet felt — where all roads lead right back here.
Here, in the stillness — there is calm and comfort in knowing that hidden within whatever appears is something just a little more magical than it seems. — Laurie, What’s Right Here
There was sadness beyond words in seeing the world from a little deeper place. And there was a tender space, a whisper of hope that could only have come from the deepest kind of love, from my own deepest heart — the only thing that could have held all of it.
It was a delicate thing to hold all the pieces of my own shattered heart — setting down everyting I had gathered again and again — listening deeply without knowing exactly how – pulling my very sense of self back — waiting for words to form only from this place — speaking only to this place — where there was peace and the courage to continue on.