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Mae’s  butterfly picture

My prayers may or may not be like your prayers but I believe that all prayer matters. “Part of our mind is bent on love, and part of it is bent on fear. We always have the choice to align ourselves with it’s presence and act accordingly in the world or give in to fear and on some level, die. Prayer enables us  to transform the world, because it transforms us.” This quote and the prayer to follow are from a 1994 book (still in print) called Illuminata by Marianne Williamson.

Morning Prayer

 Dear God,

I give this day to you.

May my mind stay centered on the things of spirit.

May I not be tempted to stray from love.

As I begin this day, I open to receive you.

Please enter where You already abide.

May my mind and heart be pure and true,

and may I not deviate from the things of goodness.

May I see the love and innocence in all mankind, behind the masks we all wear

and the illusions of this wordly plane.

I surrender to You my doings this day.

I ask only that they serve You and the healing of the world.

May I bring Your love and goodness with me, to give unto others wherever I go.

Make me the person You would have mebe.

Direct my footsteps, and show me what You would have me do.

Make the world a safer, more beautiful place.

Bless all Your creatures.

Heal us all, and use me, dear Lord, that I might

know the joy of being used by You.

Amen.

I did once dance around a May Pole and it is not as easy as it looks but fun.  Wearing flowers in my hair today.

May Day was  celebrated by some early European settlers of the American continent. In some parts of the United States, May Baskets are made. These are small baskets usually filled with flowers or treats and left at someone’s doorstep. The giver rings the bell and runs away. The person receiving the basket tries to catch the fleeing giver. If they catch the person, a kiss is exchanged. I guess I was too fast because I never got caught. Maybe I should start leaving baskets again- I run slower now!

There are many traditions around this time, for me it is the entrance into the planting season and the day to celebrate all the blooming flowers around me. Any reason to put my mind and heart to singing, dancing, drinking white wine and generally making merry works for me. The following poem is author unknown.

Let us take our baskets early
To the meadows green,
While the wild-flowers still are pearly
With the dewdrops’ sheen.Fill them full of blossoms rosy,
Violets and gay
Cowslips, every pretty posy
Welcoming the May.Then our lovely loads we’ll carry
Down the village street,
On each door, with laughter merry,
Hang a basket sweet.
Hey-a-day-day! It is spring now,
Lazy folks, awake!
See the pretty things we bring now
For the May-day’s sake!

 

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