So for today,
I'm going to be reading a poem from a book called Prayers for Honoring Voice by Pixie Lighthorse.
This book is full of inspiring poems or prayers that are dedicated to the source and remind us of helping us get back on track again and again.
The poem today is called Honoring Practice.
Before we begin,
Let's just take a moment to set our feet on the ground.
Using hands in the lap,
On the knees or gently touching the ground next to you.
The moment or two here just to focus on the breath.
Gently trying to deepen the breath by lengthening the exhales,
Lengthening the inhales and the exhales,
Evening and smoothing out the breath.
Allow the breath to be soft,
Gentle,
Smooth,
Also deep,
Rhythmic.
Honoring practice by Pixie Lighthorse.
Thank you for this day of ritual devotion.
Guide me to the mat,
The trail,
The teapot,
The canvas and the confrontation table today so I may test my flexibility and stay true to my form all the way to my edge.
Be my mirror,
My educator in matters of discipline and rhythm.
Open the shelter of my mind to constructive,
Caring feedback.
Let all that comes to me be my teachers.
Move my form and feelings with dedicated habit.
Help me rehearse for growing stronger and more resilient.
Line me up like a mountain.
Spread my arms wide,
Expanding and clearing the valves of my heart to help me move from it.
Point my fingers skyward and widen my stance.
Wrap enormous wings around my legs to strengthen my rooted position.
Train me for the battle which takes place within me in the form of fear and resistance.
Help me create spaciousness inside my container to make steady progress with my breath,
My invocations and the attitudes that initiate my day.
Need air into my lungs which comforts the grief held there.
Enhance my supportive routines with the golden light of your encouragement that shines through repetition.
Let my body be a living ceremony.
When I wander,
Bring me back to presence.
Help me refocus without shame when I lose my way.
Make me brave to notice when my balance falters and I compromise my integrity.
Rededicate me when I discover what I'm holding and protecting.
Get me back on conscious feet when I fall.
Let my wingspan be the bridge between my spirit and my body.
Ignite the fire of my willingness during times of challenge and overwhelming obstacles.
Put me in front of those who will help me persevere in my attempts to effectively resolve inner and outer conflict.
Remind me of my tools for perceiving what prevents my flow.
Help me be attentive to my part in maintaining the quality of relationship I'm called to cultivate.
Help me puzzle together my healing form with the help of Earth's electricity moving upward through the soles of my feet.
Let me know that I'm not alone and that I never need to do it perfectly.
Continue taking slow,
Deep breaths.
Let the words from that beautiful poem resonate through your mind.
Let me know that I'm not alone and that I never need to do it perfectly.
And when you're ready,
Start to open the eyes and build the fingers and toes.
Move on throughout your day with gentle awareness.
Thank you so much for joining me today.
