The following resources were gratefully shared at the OneLight Gathering on Friday 12th January 2018 at London's monthly Interfaith Ceremony, generously hosted at Notting Hill's Essex Unitarian Church.
Prayer for Earth
- Gloria Karpinski
I carry within my heart the Dream of my soul, and I know it will be fulfilled through me.
From the ancient past I call forth my connection with the earth, the elements, the animals, the winged and finned relatives, the green and flowering ones, and all my brothers and sisters of every nation, every age, every color, every religion. I affirm right relationship with all life on the earth.
I call forth the part of me that lives in the Dreamtime that I may envision, imagine, remember the
I call forth myself that is never apart from my Source that I may surrender my attachment to
those things and circumstances I no longer need on my journey.
I call forth a place in me that holds sacred space for my dream and the dreams of all faith keepers
of the vision for our beloved earth.
May the vision of peace come to the earth: I am peace.
May the love of the universe embrace all sentient life: I am love.
May the Plan be remembered, revealed and fulfilled.
I remember; I see; and I say "yes."
Releasing the separate one
is a difficult knot.
Finding yourself is something
only you can do.
Imagine yourself coming back
10 years from today
Through time, to help you
where you must now be.
- Jim Cohn
Where The Light Begins
by Jan Richardson
Perhaps it does not begin.
Perhaps it is always.
Perhaps it takes
to reopen our eyes,
to learn to see
what has forever
shimmered in front of us -
the luminous line
of the map
in the dark,
the vigil flame
in the house
of the heart,
we cannot keep
from crying out
Perhaps this day
will be the mountain
the dawn breaks.
will finally open
in ancient recognition,
illuminated at last.
Perhaps this day
the light begins
The Terma Collactive
My our eyes remain open even in the face of tragedy.
May we not become disheartened.
May we find in the dissolution
of our apathy and denial,
the cup of the broken heart.
May we discover the gift of the fire burning
in the inner chamber of our being -
burning great and bright enough
to transform any poison.
May we offer the power of our sorrows to the service
of something greater than ourselves.
May our guilt not rise up to form
yet another defensive wall.
May the suffering purify and not paralyse us.
May we endure; may sorrow bond us and not
May we realise the greatness of our sorrow
and not run from its touch or its flame.
May clarity be our ally and wisdom our support.
May our wrath be cleansing, cutting through
the confusion of denial and greed.
May we not be afraid to see or speak our truth.
May the bleakness of the wasteland be dispelled.
May the soul’s journey be revealed
and the true hunger fed.
May we be forgiven for what we have forgotten
and blessed with the remembrance
of who we really are.