prayer – Ancient Skies

Prayer Song Overflowing

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With the wind in my hair, and a prayer song overflowing,

I made my way

to the top of the mountain,

embracing

all things.

I became new again.

I Was Even Able to Whisper

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The darkness and coolness of the deep forest called to me today,

with streams and a river unending, my spirit went quiet,

listening to the bees and one stubborn woodpecker.

A tree stump became my chair as I was surrounded by the comfort of leaves….

I was even able to whisper,

a simple prayer.

Lifting Our Heartsong

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When we lift our heartsong in these times

of uncertainty and strife,

even our wings

will be restored

our voices strengthened,

through shaping our poems

and prayers.

Have you encouraged someone today?

In the Coolness of Leaves

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With the windows to my soul fully open, I notice how poems and prayers take shape as I walk, in the deep forest,

seeing beyond a thinner veil, wrapped in birdsong, embraced by the coolness of leaves, and painted…

by sunlight streaming. All whispered into being…by the voice of God.

Our Spirit Wings

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We will know the peace internal,

recognizing,

the colors of the wind

when we reach out,

with our spirit wings.

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Horizon Meditation

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The white blur of wings descending,

following the infinite line

of two blues converging,

as rocks on the shore count

the rhythm of waves.

He leans against a pine tree

and closes his eyes,

focusing

on a prayer.

Seagull wings.

Wildflowers Calling Forth the Sun

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We are made from many streams, aren’t we? pieces of a larger river twisting

through open fields, our lives as a meadow thirsting, for nourishment, with wildflowers….

calling forth the sun, to the mud on the shoreline, we sense, we learn our direction,

becoming the very grain we dream about, and allowing the wind to gently move

through us, in the fields.

Note: This may sound mystical but it’s actually about our hearts and whatever faith life we have.

Happy Easter, Happy Passover

20180428_172027 Today millions of Christians around the world will be celebrating Easter, the resurrection of Christ.

It is a season of new life. If you keep this day, may God bless you and fill you with faith and goodness.

And my Jewish friends are celebrating Passover. It is a time of remembering their freedom from slavery.

The term “Passover” comes from the night the angel of death “passed over” the people, sparing their lives. Did you know that?

I have a number of faiths represented here and I’m very glad you’re here!

By the way the cherry blossoms and tulips are in full bloom, and the earth is bursting with spring.

Peace to each one and great blessings.

Forest Meditations

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As I entered the trail, lingering March winds pushed the canopy of tree tops one way and the other,

all at the same time, yet I was quickly surrounded by the gentleness of the forest,

a safe place deep in the coolness of the earth.

The wildflowers were blue this time, while the vanity of the woodpecker could be heard

in the distance. And I wondered how far a prayer could travel, certainly beyond the poplar and oak trees…

I understood then, how peace walked this earth, from the very beginning.

The Healing of Our World

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As the wind moves ripples across the lake,

I dream of days when peace lived,

so I focus

within my heart

on the healing of our world,

as the wind grows stronger

I enjoy the wildness,

of clouds shifting

and birdsong lifting.

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