It’s just the G word that is missing. Because some folks, folks who need a spirituality that is real and reliable and believable, cannot say the G word and mean it. I decided to write a prayer a day (or night) and use many words but not That word, to address the Divine, and see how it went. It brought me closer to my Sky and Sun and Source. I offer these to you who are on a similar path that my words might feel right in your mouth and sound good in your heart.
especially for loving friends
a love note to me from You.
i am expanding my ideas of what is possible:
clementines and walnuts
for clever people who make pleasing functional
things with their hands,
and for pens and blank paper.
i am awakening into new potentials:
to love and be loved.
for, yes, clothing,
for the sound of water drumming down,
for fingers, for seeing,
for red in winter.
i am allowing Good to flow into every cell of my being:
for people who put their bodies on the line,
for a beautiful friend who is suffering,
for clouds blanketing our sky
with uniform gray and the stillness
of infinity just beyond and ever onward,
near and far together for us.
i am blossoming in love and generosity:
prayers for friends
who don’t need them.
dear Love-Good, for tailed ones,
for birds at the feeder,
for hot running water,
for thought, for gathering,
for liberty, for farmers,
for a day of peace,
a body that works,
today’s obsession, wildflowers,
the way the whole life cycle
can be seen on one plant at one time,
and for people who seal a business deal with
“I’ll try to treat you right,” and do.
may all of this,
the gifts, the gratitude,
the wonder, the awakening,
the simple decency that we are
emanate out and back
and all around,