Prayer for the Healing of Division

In Response to Injustice and the Harm We Do to Each Other
Loving Creator, Mother and Father of us all,
in whom there is no male or female,
in whom we are all one - 
Help us to truly see the connections among us;
Help us to truly love each other,
including those we feel are unworthy, 
those who make us uncomfortable,
And those whom we regard as our enemies.
For it is in loving that fear of the other is banished.

Loving Redeemer, God become human,
whose incarnation reunites earth and heaven,
who suffered humiliation, exclusion, denial, physical torture, and death 
at the hands of those who felt threatened by you - 
Hold in love those who experience discrimination and disenfranchisement,
Those who experience hatred and violence,
Those who are killed simply because they are different.
Help us to see the Divine in everyone,
For we are all one in Christ.

Loving Spirit of Wisdom, Giver of Life,
the Awen that inspires us,
who guides us to closer union with God - 
Help us to overcome our prejudices,
Help us to truly see that God contains the immense diversity of creation,
Help us to see the beauty in each other.
Help us to see past our discomfort and fear.
Help us to stop hurting and killing.
For our joy is truly found in love of one another and all creation.

+In the name of God, Eternal Spirit and Maker of all that is;
Jesu, the Christ and Bearer of our humanity;
and the Holy Spirit, Breath of Life, Awen, and Source of all Wisdom;
One, Holy and Undivided Trinity,
As it was in the beginning, is now,
And will be for ever.
So may it be.

Earth My Body

earthmybodyIt’s been an interesting week. Last Sunday morning, I woke up not feeling well. I got up, got ready, and headed out to the Unitarian Universalist church where I direct music. By the time the service started, I really didn’t feel well. By the end of the service, I realized a trip to the ER was no longer optional. Turns out I had a wound on my foot that looked healed, but was in fact concealing an abscess, and needed surgery. Fortunately, the infection was superficial, and had not gotten into the underlying tissue or bone.

Fast forward to Tuesday. I was still in the hospital, hooked up to multiple IVs that were feeding fluids and antibiotics into my bloodstream. Though I had felt pretty good Monday, I now felt completely out of sorts, sick, and very tired, and the doctor’s visit did nothing to ease my mind.

Two things came to mind:

  1. I have never really put any serious effort into cultivating a daily spiritual practice.
  2. A chant we had used in a study group the week before to raise power to send healing energy to a sick member.

I started researching spiritual practices, and found a couple of resources that I started digging into. That provided some comfort. The thing that got me through the day was the chant, that by now had become an insistent ear worm: Earth my Body, Water my Blood, Air my Breath, and Fire my Spirit. Singing that over and over, I made it through the day.

I have a strong connection to the elemental spirits, particularly those of water and air.  Though the chant may seem trivial and even mindless, there is a lot of power in those simple phrases.

earthEarth my Body – Our bodies are made of the same stuff that makes up everything in the universe. When we leave this life, our bodies break down into their component materials and go back to the earth.


waterWater my Blood – Blood is mainly water, and water is a significant percentage of the mass of our bodies. Water played a very important part in my healing process while in the hospital, with all the physical water that was carrying medicine into my bloodstream through the IVs.


Air my Breath – Without air, we don’t breathe. Without breath, we die. It’s as simple as that.




Fire my Spirit – Fire is a symbol of spirit and spiritual energy in many religions. We talk about being “on fire” or “fired up.”

That a simple repetitive 10-word chant can capture and express our existence is mind blowing. That so much of who we are, physically at least, can be distilled down to four elemental energies is astounding.

For me, right now, this means a couple of things.

  • First, you and I, the refugee, the homeless kid, the tyrannical dictator, Donald Trump, Hillary Clinton, dogs, cats, skunks, snakes, bugs, trees, weeds, and everything else are all the same stuff. We need to move past the artificial divisions we have created based on pigmentation, gender, sexuality, religion, income, education, and whatever else we use to keep us apart. It’s not easy, and I am rarely successful at knocking down the walls I have built, although I like to think I’m getting a little better at it.
  • Many of us subscribe to an ethic of “harm none.” Some of us forget to include ourselves in “none.” It’s starting to dawn on me that, since we’re all made from the same stuff, that allowing harm to my body is indeed harming others, because at some point, someone else is going to have to deal with the consequences of my toxic behavior. Poor food choices, lack of exercise, neglect of medical care, and and the like greatly inhibit my ability to fulfill my purpose in this life. Bad health habits also show a lack of respect for the elemental  that are so much a part of me. So, I’m formally expressing an intention to be better to myself.

Spirits of Air, give me the knowledge, intuition, and creativity to make wise decisions.

Spirits of Fire, give me the passion and zeal to transform poor choices into beneficial actions.

Spirits of Water, give me calm and openness to the changes I need to make.

Spirits of Earth, give me strength and resolve to follow through.

God and Goddess, Ancient Ones, listen to my words, and bless my efforts.

As I do will, So mote it be.

Bright Blessings!

Songs against Hate

Last week, we heard about yet another black man killed by police. And immediately after that, we heard about another. As if that wasn’t enough, less than 24 hours later, a sniper killed five police officers who were working a Black Lives Matter rally in Dallas. A few weeks ago, it was a mass shooting at a gay bar in Orlando that left 50 people dead. As I write this, I’m being reminded on the news that one year ago today, a gunman opened fire on military recruiting stations in Chattanooga, killing five military personnel. And before that …

It seems that our lives are punctuated by acts of violence. We are constantly asking ourselves, “How much more? How many more people have to die?” We see politicians stirring up fear and hatred. We see religious folks carrying around signs, spewing hatred at funerals, LGBTQ pride events, and even at the UUA General Assembly. Thankfully, we also see people standing in front of the protesters, dressed as angels and, in their silence, speaking loudly about love.  We see a crowd of people assembled at a gay pride parade , shouting “Love, not hate,” overpowering the vile words coming out of megaphones. We see yet another group countering hate by singing hymns like Amazing Grace and Jesus Loves Me.

My response to the Orlando shooting ran the gamut of emotions, from raging anger to deep sadness. Though I’ve always supported the Black Lives Matter movement, I had never experienced the real import of it until I heard people trying to whitewash the LGBTQ community from our own story. For many of us, there was a feeling of overwhelming powerlessness and a strong desire to lash out at those who had hurt us; not just the shooter, but the culture and institutions that created him.

I turned, as I often do, to music. I searched out songs of peace and love on YouTube. Watching those videos and listening to the music, I found a way of dealing with all that raw emotion. And once again, I was reminded of music’s incredible power. Music speaks to us on a visceral level that words alone cannot. There are all kinds of studies, scientific and otherwise, suggesting that music, particularly singing, causes physical changes resulting in better physical and mental health. The ancient Greeks believed that listening to or playing in different modes led to behavioral patterns, an idea that is still around. For good or ill, music has been used throughout human history to rally people to a cause. Many of the great political movements in our own country have been accompanied by a soundtrack of songs, If I Had a Hammer and We Shall Overcome being just two examples.

As I listened to songs, I decided to put together a playlist that I could share and add to. The songs are in no particular order, other than the order I thought of them, and several friends have suggested additional songs. The songs cover a range of artists and genres, from the Judds to John Lennon. We have sung many of these at church, and I plan to program some of the others in the coming months. What songs speak to you about peace, love, and healing? Let’s keep adding to the list, so that the music of love overpowers the cacophony of fear and hate.

You can find the playlist at:

Blessed Be,