A Prayer to a Season

Autumn calls me forth to honor and release.  Harvest and grieve.  

Wise Willow, I found you here, the living breath of your growth and survival an invitation to find you in me.  Sacred Birch, forever starry in my eyes, I found myself in your sky space for the first time.  Trees of my childhood who held me and offered me shelter and solace, mystery and magic, silent witnesses to the homeless ones within me.  

May I know you are here even when I cannot see you.  May I release myths of rootlessness and isolation, abandonment and rejection. May I relinquish the refugee and embrace the sovereign.  May I know I am as much a part of this forest as you. Nourished, safe, connected, home where I stand. May I know my roots intertwine with yours no matter how far I travel.  May I know I am always home, for I am here. 

Waters.  Temple tears, a call to dance, flow, feel, remember.  No drop of water is ever wasted, there is no such thing.  May I know this of my own waters.  

Dragonflies. Little books, tales of adventure and journeys beyond the illusions of limitations. 

May I hope, change, and love life as you do.  May I accept transformation and let it bring me into my fullest expression of beauty as you do, acceptance based on nothing but faith that it will be so. 

Weave, in and out, over and under. 

May I remember all this as the same artistry that also created me. May I see life through the stained glass window of your beauty.  May I cherish my breath as a cool autumn breeze. May I revere my tears as wild ocean waves.  May I worship my flesh as magnificent landscapes.  May I glorify my blood as hearth fire. 

That was out, now comes in.  

So far in that I find emptiness. The ribbons of others left to fall and furl back into their source. 

Channel or container, may I remember that here,  I am no thing, no one.  

May I remember that I am the promise of elements responding to the breath of the moment. 

Shimmery and reflective.  Water at night on a full moon, let me show you to you.  

May I dance us back home, sing us awake.