Trying to find the balance of inner reflection and outward gratitude:
Forgive me, forgive us
- for those who do not feel safe and protected from outer and inner harm
May I, may we
- dedicate our services to safeguard and lift up the afflicted, the suffering.
In deep gratitude to the native Americans for their sacrifice
In deep gratitude to the first Responders for their sacrifice
In deep gratitude to the plants, the oceans and the land for their sacrifice
Forgive me, forgive us
-for my humble service is but one person, one community
- It is not enough. is it ever enough?
Yet I, we, when we come together
- in our differences, in our diversity, our shapes, colors, needs, hopes, fears
When we come together
We are, we become
the fertile soil
to plant tomorrow's harvest.