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:
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!”