For now – the day is over –
all that is left undone . . .
may it pass away
into your realm of grace.
For now – may I be at rest
and be at peace;
my soul restored
to live onto another day.
~ Night Prayers of Anna Lin
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Wintry nights of deepest waiting ~ ~
We rest now
until the breath of Spring
~ Anna Lin
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I hear the softness of the gentle breeze this day
Reminding me to pause and rest awhile;
There is no need to hurry on my way,
The tasks shall wait until this moment passes.
For now, be still, my soul, and breathe ~ ~
Then breathe again, the breath of Life.
Let Peace pervade your tender heart and mind,
as calmness comes into your very soul.
In quiet stillness let all striving pass away,
For you, Beloved, are pure Love, pure Light.
~ Anna Lin
Rest now your heart upon a gentle flower
and listen for the stillness of the hour
~ Anna Lin
Come rest beside the still waters
to restore your soul ~ ~ ~
Today we surround ourselves with the Green Robe of the Mother Earth, our Grandmother. She is a greening thing, a Flowering Tree that sends up her shoots to shade and delight, to nurture and rest you. She is a stream of running water, a cup to drink, a cleansing bath to restore the body, a benediction to renew each moment.
Let her winds wrap you in gentle, powerful blankets. Let her voice soothe your thoughts and fears, the things of long ago that wound you still. Let her words and sounds comfort you until you hear only the voice of her prayer; the wind, the streams, the flowing rivers, the pounding sea, the rains and thunder, the song of birds, the cry of wolves, the whistle of hawk and eagle, the flutter of tiny moths, the droning ones, the silence.
Today, as you walk in her forest, her generous carpets of mulch and leaf, stone and clay, her beds of cedar and moss, remember to walk there in soft, in reverent, in mindful dance. Greet everything around you — and speak to the earth you touch.
Breathe deeply and slowly, letting all that harms you go.
Receive her gifts. Let the Holy Fire come up and bless you.
Step softly, and walk as if you had no place to go.
~ adapted from Djohariah Toor, Songs from the Mountain
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