An Unutterable Tenderness

by Julie on October 26, 2011 · 5 comments


A softness that defies language.
An unutterable tenderness.
To touch it requires complete and generous receptivity,
an awareness that is feather-light.

I’m beginning to know this place within,
this place that opens with the
touch of Grace and my
willingness to be loved.

Completely undressed I sit,
In silence I wait with
open heart and a willingness
to let my longing be known.

In this subtlest of subtle places,
I hear the whispers of this woman’s heart.
To do so requires me to leave everything I know
at the threshold into this world.

I am nobody special here,
in fact quite the opposite.
I am ordinary, undressed, and open
simply waiting to return home.

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Renae C October 26, 2011 at 6:01 am

In that ordinary, unadorned silence and openness is beauty and tenderness and love that is indeed special beyond words.

Stephanie October 26, 2011 at 10:32 am

Just beautiful Julie, as always. I am embracing my willingness to be loved and long to let go of my ideas of self importance. This really spoke to me. Thank you.

wholly jeanne October 26, 2011 at 4:42 pm

“that opens with the/touch of Grace and my/willingness to be loved.” soft. tender. whispers. yes, my friend. yes. once again we see the simplicity of the profound.

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