Living with the heart in your hands
Offering Prayer
Offering.
When your back hurt
offer your heart.
When you feel overwhelmed
seed your soul.
No need for answers, prompts, or solutions.
No need for lists or technics.
The paradoxical and rich tracks of life itself show the way.
The passages that honor the ancient whispers of the land.
The roots of the cosmos, the ones only the heart knows.
Walking through life with your heart in your hands is a perilous task.
Potent vulnerability echoes within, leaving us naked and bare.
Aching.
Sobbing.
The only option is to surrender.
Yield to life, to its agency, sovereignty, and ancient rage.
Every scar that hurts is a portal to a new dialogue.
Every wound, an original pathway to emergence.
The heart murmurs, the key to in-depth conversation.
Just listen.
Offer your heart and listen.
You’re not in control.
Take your time.
Touch the silence.
Welcome the rhythms of the pluriverse.
Possibilities.
Open your heart.
Seed your soul.
In responsibility and innocence, we widen our vision.
Together.
Inter-being hearts and interlocking fingers.
In guardianship and belonging, we offer our hearts to the land.
In presence and integrity, we sow the cosmos.
