Reflections

A Gentler Way

The time came

to find a gentler way,

to turn back

from the path of mind —

retracing my steps

just a little.

At first it felt

a bit lonely,

as there seemed to be

fewer taking this turn.

And I admit I missed

the crowds at times

and the paved roads

and maps.

But as I walked this

strangely familiar path

unfolding in front of me,

I began to remember

what it felt like

to walk on the earth,

to be free to notice

and allow my attention

to fall where it liked,

to experience the world

around me

and inside of me

without a constant

narrating mind.

And sure enough,

just as I had guessed,

I was okay

in this place —

where everything was

as it had been —

feelings and sensations

and challenges

and thoughts.

But without the narrator,

without the constant story,

they had taken on a

lighter feel,

softened somehow —

along this path

of the heart.

Prayers

Just for a Moment

Just for a moment,

let’s hold what is

most true.

Let’s dust off those

wordless prayers

we keep tucked away

and raise them up —

past all the noise

on the surface

to their true place —

not to reach some

distant goal,

but just to meet,

just for a moment,

in the heart.

Amen

Unsorted

Into the Heart

Thank you

for each part played

in this great mystery

of life —

for there are

surely no small parts here.

Thank you

for each act of love —

each burden carried,

held with honor

and transformed.

Thank you

for each moment

of true connection

kept sacred —

those who dare

to hold something pure

within,

sharing only the beauty

of its reflection.

Thank you for each

courageous step

into the heart.

Amen