Tag: transformation

Gentle Transformation

Continuing On March 11, 2017

Healing my heart was

a subtle shift,

an honoring

of what was

there,

a light holding

and letting go —

a gentle transformation

into a new perspective

of what was

already.

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Mostly to Live

Reflections March 10, 2017

At a certain point,

I remembered

I didn’t show up here

to fit in

or to become

stuck.

I showed up here

to live

and share,

but mostly

to live.

I hadn’t come

to support old patterns,

but to inspire change

and nurture

new ways.

Just Below the Surface

Unsorted March 9, 2017

I found

the journey

of life

included some things

that were difficult

to look at

at first.

There were certain thoughts

and memories

and wounds

and moments of

disbelief.

There were shadows.

And there was

the desire to

believe that I could

somehow make sense

of all of it

through endless

sorting on the surface.

But peace came

when I had

exhausted every attempt

to sort life out

on the surface.

Eventually I had to

trust in my own

unique process

of feeling

into my heart

and see from a wider view —

just below the surface.

Gently

Unsorted February 5, 2017

I vowed

to take all that was

not beautiful in my

own heart

and transform it —

gently.

I vowed to hold

each wounded part

in me,

including those that were

most difficult

to hold.

And when it was

not possible,

I held the empty space

of their absence.

I showed up

for each life experience.

I held it all

until it was possible

to set it all down.

And I found

that wherever

I placed myself

within this sacred journey,

I was held

safely within

my true,

whole self.

Transformed

Prayers February 5, 2017

I honor each

heart that has

shown up

to find its own

true voice

at a time

when so much

is being

transformed.

I honor the sacred

journey each one

must travel

alone

in order

to come together

in a new way.

I honor those

who hold a space

for me

to sort through

all that is in need

of sorting.

I honor

this journey

in my own heart.

And I hold this space

for those

just beginning.

Amen

Through Tears

Unsorted January 23, 2017

There were times

when I didn’t know

whether to form words

or not,

when I knew

crying out

wouldn’t lead

to any more

understanding.

And so I vowed

to honor the sadness

beneath the frustration

in my own heart

and reach

past my own

temptation to lesson

the discomfort I felt

by holding a false sense

of security

in a made up story

of separateness.

And so I let go

of all of it,

trusting whatever was

true

to find its way back.

And I wrote

through my tears.