Song of Spirit

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I am the wind on the sea
I am the ocean wave
I am the sound of the billows
I am the seven-horned stag
I am the hawk on the cliff
I am the dewdrop in sunlight
I am the fairest of flowers
I am the raging boar
I am the salmon in the deep pool
I am the lake on the plain
I am the meaning of the poem
I am the point of the spear
I am the god that makes fire in the head
Who levels the mountain?
Who speaks the age of the moon?
Who has been where the sun sleeps?

Who, if not I?

—The Song of Amergin, Celtic Invocation


This post is an excerpt from The Woman’s Book of Prayer by Becca Anderson, which can be found at Amazon and Mango Media.


Have Faith in Yourself, Too


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If the whole universe can be found in our own body and mind, this
is where we need to make our inquiries. We all have the answers
within ourselves, we just have not got in touch with them yet. The

potential of finding the truth within requires faith in ourselves.

—Ayya Khem

This post is an excerpt from The Woman’s Book of Prayer by Becca Anderson, which can be found at Amazon and Mango Media.


Know Thyself, Know Myself


And a man said, speak to us of Self-Knowledge.

And he answered, saying:
Your hearts know in silence the secrets of the days and the nights.
But your ears thirst for the sound of your heart’s knowledge.
You would know in words that
which you have always known in thought.
You would touch with your fingers the naked body of your dreams.

And it is well you should.
The hidden well-spring of your soul must needs
rise and run murmuring to the sea;
And the treasure of your infinite depths
would be revealed to your eyes.
But let there be no scales to weigh your unknown treasure;
And seek not the depths of your knowledge
with staff or sounding line.
For self is a sea boundless and measureless.

Say not, “I have found the truth”,
but rather, “I have found a truth.”
Say not, “I have found the path of the soul.”
Say rather, “I have met the soul walking upon my path.”
For the soul walks upon all paths.
The soul walks not upon a line, neither does it grow like a reed.
The soul unfolds itself, like a lotus of countless petals.

 Kahlil Gibran


This post is an excerpt from Prayers for Hard Times by Becca Anderson, which can be found at Amazon and Mango Media.