I have been sitting with this poem for many months, waiting for the time for it to be said... Contemplating what prayer is for me and all the forms it may take, I realize that each day is a new prayer...It arrives on a beautiful snowy morning, as I offer my prayers to the Divine in my morning ritual. And inspired my Mother Theresa’s quote, I share it with you today. “Prayer is not asking. Prayer is putting yourself in the hands of God, at his disposition, and listening to his voice in the depths of our own hearts.” Thoughts on Prayer The act of prayer not for something I want, desire, or desperately need but to pray in awe of a vastness, incomprehensible a true mystery where I am held, tenderly part of an expansive eternal wholeness. So big, beyond the edges and borders there is freedom within a Love beyond reason. Even in this tiniest of moments, it is made known, it is there, as it always was Source, the ...
Women's Spiritual Poetry