A Prayer For Health

Eternal Source,

Universe inside of me within which I am.

That which makes all possible. Infinite potential of expression and perception.

Almighty bestower of life and creation, abundance, coherence, and pleasure.

I invoke your essence in the heart of my awareness. Here at the altar of my life I greet you.

Humbly, I bow to you.

Spread out before us, the many layers

of the symptoms of my historical identification with self-aggression and fear.

The current manifestation of my karma with food.

The imbalances and blockages, malnourishment and toxicity, dysbiosis and fatigue…

The confusion, paranoia, terror, anguish, and heartbreak…

the loneliness…

The misperception that “I am scared” = “I am bad”…

That feeling in the background of a dwindling life force, which I know so well…

Please, Creation,

Help me to choose life.

Help me to have the faith, the discipline and the self-love

I need to heal and give myself the best chance of a long and healthy, happy life.

Fill me with Your love so I may know my worth as the very essence of that love.

Help me to incarnate fully in my body, and attune truly to intuition.

Help me to shed any traces of scorn and mistrust.

Clear my sight of any distortion romanticizing my own demise,

or mixing up strength with self-aggression.

Shatter any old attachment to self-sacrifice as a way of redemption,

Any old affinity with dis-ease as a familiar role to inhabit,

Any old habit of surrendering to collapse as a way to avoid the responsibility of expansion…

Food is… Life Force… Light… Love… Nurturance… Vitality… Power… Integration… Medicine…Wholeness…

In this world where we have become so disconnected

from the truth of our living relationship with the Earth

Her generous bounty of nourishing and healing gifts…

Perfect in their divine creation and symbiotic harmony…

Where the sacredness of even water has been commodified and polluted…

In this life I have, which has included Pain

beyond any digestible measure…

Pain, my acquaintance in the dark night,

Pain, which need not be perpetuated by demonizing it any longer…

Pain, which cries sharply for my tender embrace…

Help me to generate a field of positive possibility…

To know and hold myself as a fractal of Your Infinite Grace…

Capable of limitless healing… and worthy of existence.

Worthy of aliveness… wanted, needed, and held lovingly by Creation.

Uniquely valuable and Wholly connected.

Help me to dare to dream..

To believe in a dream in which I flourish and blossom…

Not by any outside measure, other than that of health,

And my own openness to myself as God, to all as God.

So that my cellular blueprint may regenerate in resonance with robust health.

As I diligently and in good faith take meticulous care of my body,

During this chapter in which that is acutely needed.

Please bless my microbiome, and let it be restored

To a state of vibrant health and capacity to assimilate life force.

May I approach this journey with grace and optimism,

As the priestess of this body-temple, as a practice of devotion to awakening.

May I release the grip on the terrifyingly familiar, traumatized captivation with catastrophe.

Help me to release all attachment to any idea of who I am or who I should be.

Any concept of the grandiose version of the highest expression of the potential I suspect might be mine,

Along with all addictive tendencies to fault myself, small and hopeless.

Help me to let it all go and know that the truth of my soul need not prove itself,

It simply awaits liberation from my ego-driven desire for control.

Help me to gently, compassionately, see the machinations of the system and ease-fully, courageously surrender, liberating light-years of energy which can then be channeled as and by You.

I want to live the rest of my days, however many they be…

As a melody… A sweet and sumptuous, soulful song

I want to honor You by honoring myself, as I am, by honoring all that is, as it is.

I want to feel the guidance of your breath, the caress of your hands,

I want to be expressed as your voice.

I want to become intimate with the pain that is my teacher,

without falling victim to the belief that it is all mine or that it’s my fault.

I want to dance on the stable ground of the Witness,

In the spacious field of the Absolute.

I want to dare to ask for and trust in the unseen support in the liminal realms

To know I’m not alone.

I want to know myself in light and connection, as an offering.

I want to love and value myself as a woman, not to exile myself from other women,

Not to exile myself from our Mother: Planet Earth.

I want to love and trust and delight in this body,

Like a ripe and juicy fruit, bursting with energy and abundance,

Giving of itself without inhibition, judgement, or fear.

I want to be remembered by those I love as one who welcomed joy, and created joy.

Please help me to feel and heal what my ancestors were unable to

Please help me to release generational trauma and identification with shame, doom, helplessness,

Accomplishment-based value, and intellect-based understanding.

Please help me to die before I die

And to know myself in truth for the rest of my days

So when it comes time for me to see my final sunrise,

I can relax into the transition out of this lifetime

And recognize my eternal belonging in Your heart.