Quiet Reflections and Prayers
I learned
the sweetness
in not having
answers.
I learned to
show up
with my fear
and let go
of everything
I thought I knew
in each moment —
trusting I would be
met.
Words came.
Important pieces
showed up.
But it was
the surrender
to my own unique
journey,
my own higher Self,
that I found
most sweet.
I searched
and gathered
and carried
and tried
and learned
many things
in hope
of finding
and sharing
something that would
make some kind of
difference
or bring some kind
of relief.
And I found the deepest
kind of healing came
in setting it all down —
daring to show up
empty.
Help me to stay
firmly planted
in my deepest heart.
Let this sacred space
be the foreground
of my experience
in the world.
Reflect my silent prayers.
Guide my steps
in this moment
and the next.
Amen
I offer this prayer
in quiet surrender
of every last piece
of what I could
never sort alone.
I hold only
this sacred space
in its place —
in honor of
pure love.
Amen
The quieting
continued to deepen.
Outer and inner experiences
were no longer seen
as obstacles,
but as life simply
showing up
as I had witnessed
my own self
showing up
to meet life.
And in this quieting,
there was often
sadness —
as again and again,
I offered up
my whole self
to something other than
what my mind imagined
life to be.
But there was always
great peace.
Underneath
all of the noise,
past the misunderstandings
and old wounds
and even older traumas,
there is pure longing,
not to be fixed,
but to be loved.
And so I take hold
of this place in me.
And if I must
reassure it
in every
moment
forever,
I will.
— Laurie, Healer of My Own Heart
I found there were
places along the
winding path
of my heart
that remained
unsorted.
It was these unresolved
pieces of my own story
that I came to honor
as doorways
into the mysterious —
the place where words
couldn’t go
and only the purest love
was felt
in their place.
When there is
much to sort through,
when we can’t see
where to start,
let us begin
in surrender
to all that is
most healed
in our own hearts.
And may we find
comfort in knowing,
that somehow,
within this great mystery,
we belong
to each other.
Amen
When life on the surface
became too much,
I found there was
immediate relief
in turning inward,
sinking down
past the thoughts
of how things should be,
resetting to a state
of prayer,
and refocusing
in the present moment
as it appeared —
holding, honoring
and letting go
until it became
something beautiful.
Always, this surrender to
a deeper me
was more satisfying
and more tender
than any experience
I could have created
alone.
And so my heart
was drawn
to all that was
simple and pure.
And my mind was clear
and still —
no longer desiring
to push or impose —
in sweet surrender
to my heart.
Laurie's Notes 