This morning I build the fire in my kitchen hearth, the fire that will be the offering place for the prayers in the prayer box. This morning I release the pain and suffering from so many in the community and let the element of fire turn it into healing and peace. I ask Spirit to bring relief to all these souls and situations. I lovingly scoop the ashes and prayer remnants that have fallen through the logs and gently feed them, once again, to the fire. I use breath of life, my own breath, to bring the flames alive again releasing any final resistance to healing.
Then I step away and let the fire do her job. I sit and hold space for the healing work that Goddess will bring. I sit and hold quiet space for the prayers that God will answer. I sit and let the truth of what it means to be human to pass through me so that Source can remind me of what it means to be an eternal soul, a spark of the Divine living on Earth. I do a short and grace-filled practice allowing the energy to flow from earth to heaven and from heaven to earth, being the channel for transmutation.
And in this morning I find again the reason I am here. I am here to love, unconditionally. I am here to serve. We are all here to remember that we are whole and holy. The essence of each of us is a part of the other and it is all Divine. We are not separate. I love you.