Category: Prayers

Prayer to Release Grief

May I release the grief I feel at all the ways in which we lash out at each other in our anger and fear. May we know the sweetness that is possible when we hold each other up. May there be a deep healing on the horizon. May it seep into our bones. May we remember that we create the…

Love Lives in the Dark

Help me complete what I must in order to move forward. Help me see why I am here and let my writing be as raw as it once was. Help me tell the stories that my ego doesn’t want to be shared. Let my experiences be a way for others to not feel alone. So many times I’ve anxiously read…

Prayers for a Straight Back

May I not question my own worthiness through the eyes of another. May I remember that no matter what mistakes I have made, all that really matters is this moment. May my back get straighter and stronger each and every day. May I not be afraid to step into my biggest dreams. And may I know that the only person…

Prayers Among the Birches

May I never lose my love for the landscape that surrounds me no matter how lonely or out of place I may feel in my life. May I know that I belong in the wind and white branches that reach for the sky. And may I learn to love like a birch; to love the layers peeled back and the…

May There Be Peace

I am up later than normal. My head and body are buzzing with so much news. More than my or anyone’s nervous system is built to handle. I feel the collective grief and honour it. People I care about are in the midst of major life transitions that are taking every ounce of their courage and strength. I hold them…

Be You

Be You. Because there is no one else you can be. I know this may sound simple, but in my experience, it’s one of the hardest lessons of my life. I spent 15 years in the closet trying to be someone else. It sucked and didn’t help anyone. On days when I’m being my most Priestessy, queer, fat, femme, survivor…

A Prayer for Peace

As I write this to you it is raining. There is relief in this brief downpour. The rain a refreshing pause. Today I pulled the Mother of Flames from the Daughters of the Moon Tarot. Chantico, Aztec Mother. Keeper of volcanos and hearth fires. I think about eruptions. Old wounds spilling out. Then I think about baking and I make…

Intention

perfumed rose lights her womb. she holds the prayer, the space that will grow. and I sit here. hands open. trusting that sparks are steps we all take on our way into the mystery  

Prayer to My Body

You, dear one, are loved. I know I shout insults at you all the time I know I ignore you when you ask me to stop I can’t imagine what it must be like for you. You, who wants to feel the sun every day on your skin, move sensually to music, walk a thousand miles across green, near water.…