A PRAYER OF SERVICE

Beloved Source of all quiet light, let me be a bridge between worlds—between the noise and the stillness, the wound and the remembering, the heart that has forgotten, and the heart that never ceased to love.

Let my presence be simple. Let it heal without trying, speak without words, and remind without teaching.

May I meet each being not with answers, but with the listening that awakens their own knowing. When I move through this day, let silence move through me. Let Love find the hands, the eyes, the voice it needs—and use them as its own.

If there is grief, let it be tended with gentleness. If there is joy, let it overflow into blessing. And when all doing is done, let me rest again in the hush from which I came— the holy stillness that gives itself to everything.

Amen.