My prayers are simple. “May I accept what is. May I be aware of my connection.”
It’s boiled down to that as my mind has worked to control thought in meditation. Of course I have looked at all of the logical wishes for the genie in the bottle. But prayers with specific goals are not prayers at all. Source doesn’t care what we want. God doesn’t alter its path because our individuality wishes it so. The Eternal stands rigidly in being unending, constant, creative, loving vastness. Omnipotence, omniscience, omnipresence.
May I accept what is: Anything else is a battle. Anything else is suffering; I am not suffering!
May I be aware of my connection: I can think in specifics here, although I never have. What evolves without words would break down to this. “Allow my senses to be aware of all that is perfect and beautiful around me. Allow me to relate to every circumstance and person with love and acceptance. Allow me to feel the shivers down my spine or the body and mind sensations I relate to being connected to All That Is. Allow the hum of the universe to ring in my ears.”
May I accept what is. May I be aware of my connection.
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