You might have noticed this month that I write prayers. It’s a little skill I picked up in a chaplainship program. I am what you’d call “spiritual but not religious” if this were a dating app. But, sorry, boys and girls, I is taken. I call myself “spiritually androgynous” having read and been appreciative of a multitude of faiths and spiritual paths. I think they all can lead to the same place: self-delusion. Kidding, kidding. I think they can lead one to an experience of, with, in, from God. But, yeah, they are unfortunately used as an excuse to rationalize or justify a lot of fucked up shit in the world, too. I still believe overall they do more good than harm.
Now, I am taking prayer requests. So, yes, you can get an “Amen”, and I would be honored to know whatever good thing about you or your situation I can to add to the collective consciousness manifesting your desired outcome already. I’ll share that prayer of your desired outcome here, too, anonymously, of course. The people who read it will also have that outcome in mind to overcome whatever mental obstacles may be inhibiting your “hallelujah” moment.
As I have yet to receive a prayer request, I’ll just throw one up tonight.
Prayer About Inner Quiet, April 22, 2022
“Be Still and Know that I AM God.” Yes, I know in the stillness I find this I AM that exists beyond name and form. I tap into this stillness now. If I am around the ocean I wait for the time of stillness between groups of loud crashing waves on the shore. Eventually, a soft hiss of back build and silence. I can feel this stillness permeate my whole body! It is part of who I am.
Sometimes my thoughts buzz in my head, chatter, chatter, chatter. It almost becomes a constant, unconscious background noise that I am no longer even aware of. Then, suddenly it stops. Almost like a balloon popping, it’s so obvious. The pressure I didn’t know I was carrying inside me subsides, and my whole body seems to disappear into the calm and quiet of this moment.
I embrace these moments of silence that I AM at my foundation. This is where God and I are one in the birth place of all creation, the void, the space in which all forms arise. I embrace this gift of quiet with gratitude and reverence. I allow this honor for the Divine within me, communing inside my body to envelop me and make me right.
I release this Word with surrender. I don’t need to conjure, cajole or try. Everything is already as it should be,
and the Almighty is working perfectly on my behalf through me, through these words as they have been spoken. I am at peace in my receptivity of this quiet as wholeness, right here, right now.
I think it, know it and feel it. And so it is!
Amen.