For a while,
I followed
my mind
and all that it
held to be
true.
But I found
the mind rarely
spoke of truth
without the heart.
And the heart,
though gentle
and soft,
always found a way
to remind it
of what was truly
sacred.
Tag: truth
Something Real
It happened subtly
at first.
Thoughts and ideas
and all those many
images and words
about how
we should be
and how
things had been
began to fade —
just enough
to let in
something unexpected —
an original thought,
a genuine expression,
a little breathing space —
a tender interaction
almost missed —
the serenity we felt
as we didn’t grasp.
Maybe it was us
who dared to
turn away
in search of
something real.
Beyond
Thank you
for each subtle reflection
of truth
and each quiet space
of in-between —
for each heart that whispers
and listens
through its own wounding
and understands
beyond thinking.
Amen.
This Quiet Space
It’s a delicate thing
to walk this path —
to know a truth
so deeply,
in its most raw form,
having become willing
to stand still
in the heart —
to follow the quiet,
wordless prayer
found there —
to remain in this
quiet space
and wait for words.
Always
This pain
you feel
is not separate
from the pain of
the world.
But it does not
define who or what
or where you are.
You must keep
searching.
Don’t look only
for relief
or some explanation
or label
to describe
what is on the surface.
Don’t look
to the world
for this.
You may find
these kinds
of answers.
But they will be
surface answers.
Look deeper.
Keep searching
until your heart
begins to speak
louder.
Always listen
to your heart,
even if it seems
so subtle that you
have to strain
just to feel some kind
of faint whisper.
It will
become louder.
May it lead you
always.
Amen.
That Something Deeper
What I found
wasn’t a perfectly
sorted life
resulting from
a neatly packaged
set of how to
do it.
It was,
to be honest,
the small moments
along a messy journey
connecting me
with those who
had found
that something deeper —
reminding me
to keep going
until I found them —
helping me to
notice them
once I did.
Remembrance
Perhaps the most
beautiful part
of transformation
is knowing
the place of
in-between —
that first intimate,
still moment
of remembrance
that these are
tender times —
right here,
when no thought
of some distant goal
appears sweeter
and all past memories
take on the taste
of that one moment
of purity
forever.
Above All Else
After a while,
it became clear
that what mattered most
was the inner state
and my willingness
to allow this space
to be naturally reflected —
to hold my ground
and filter what was true
in my heart.
And so I hold
this space
above all else.
Amen
There’s a difference between talking about peace and being it
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There’s a difference between talking about peace and being it–Laurie
Photo by Uncle Gunn
The Place Beyond
I found it is
possible to heal
our own hearts,
not by our own efforting,
but by our willingness
to find
the place within
ourselves and each other
where all is embraced
and released
and by daring to stand
in this place
without understanding,
without knowing how.
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