Very recently I went to a silent retreat. I wondered with my capricious chatter, as prolific as my writing, how I would ever withstand being totally quiet. But I had a mission, you see. I have not been well, and normal medical science seemed to be letting me down. Would silent reflection help?
I have to respond with a resounding, yet quiet, “Yes!”
Sometimes the things we dwell on and fear the most will respond to just letting go. Another whispered thought is acceptance. All is healing.
I wrote a few poems while in my silent retreat with loving strangers all around me. In the next few days I will share them. The verse tells the story so much better than I ever could.

My first poem at the beginning of my silent day:
Pain
Please Dear Lord, take away the pain
That governs my life and makes me insane.
Give me peace and energy.
Let me see what I should be.
When did I lose my way
And become what I am today?
How do I let go of years of tears?
How do I let go of all the fears?
I’m the only one who can do this–
Take away the crippling madness.
All I have to do is say, “Yes!”

Words that resonate with a lot of people, Deb. Thank you for sharing your inspiration.
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Wonderful words and image…
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Thank you so much, Laine Anne. Such an honor to be recognized by your talent.
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That’s very kind of you to say 🙂
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Beautifully done! The need for silent reflection is why I moved to the WV mountains. Surrounded by God’s creation, I find peace and forget pain (sometimes).
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West Virginia is the most beautiful, calming state (state of being; state of mind). My mother lives there. We’re immigrants from Cleveland! I’m now in Washington, D.C. Worst place I could probably be with Lupus/RA…oh well, my son and granddaughter are near. I hope you like the 2nd poem from the retreat. You are a wonderful person!
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Thank you, Deborah. You’re wonderful, too. Having visited DC a few times, I admit it would kill me even if I didn’t have health issues. I suppose you have to be where your career takes you and I’m sure it helps to be near your son and granddaughter. “Almost heaven, West Virginia…” says it all.
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Absolutely … I’ll be visiting my mom the first week of June. The people are so real, so couteous. Great place to write a book.
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Yes. I’ve traveled over most of the eastern US and the people here are like those I grew up with–decent, honest, and honorable. They even let you out in traffic!
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I wish I were closer to my mom. She’s 90 and runs circles around me. Only two places worst for traffic in U. S. than DC–Los Angeles and New York City. I traveled much with the Army, here and abroad, but I was a journalist coming up the ranks … civilian support. My Mom was with the very first Women’s Army Corps in WWII. That’s where she met my Dad.
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That’s pretty cool.
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Dear Deb,
I am glad you got to go and take time out for yourself. I am slowly but surely reading all your writing. Having never ever been to the West Virginia mountains, I can only visualize them from Dr. Linda’s and your posts- so keep posting – if possible about nature.
Susie
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Thank you. Susie. You’re so right … sometimes I take the breathtaking scenery near where my mother lives for granted. I need to share the overwhelming beauty of the mountains in verse and art.
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And photos too, if you could. Having never seen the mountains of West Virginia myself, I would like to have a peek.
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Next trip, photos where you can see for miles and miles ..
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Deb this is so beautiful. How lucky you were to be able to go to a retreat. And oh my, that stunning angel in the sky. 🙂
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I think this retreat was a saving grace when I was at my most precarious time. Going to 2-hour meditation/channeling workshop on May 31st. Got to keep up the positive energy flow.
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