Powers of the South, the Summer, I come to you in prayer
In the midday light without shadow,
I thank you for lessons for growth, passion and relationship.
I pray to be with the sacred fire of the South
in a transformative way.
I ask for courage in this place of action and change;
I ask that my will be guided by right intention
and that my medicine be good
under the bright sun.
Let my idealism come not from self righteousness
not from arrogance.
Powers of the South
I pray for the soul’s awakening to love
and for the vigor of youth to be within in my sacred dance.
May I express through every aspect of manifestation
the joy and grace of life’s vitality.
May I fully live!
From Loren Cruden in the Spirit of Place
This was sent my way via my dear friend Nancy Cleaver her version is a lovely calligraphed version...not sure if you will find it on her page, but check out her word mandalas.
We are talking about planting trees over at threading light today