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| We greet the South – protector of land.
Grandmother Earth – life giving soil
Come with your power to grow and bring forth. |
Soul of the Land – we greet you this day.
We believe that we are called by God to a deep, personal relationship with Jesus, the lover of all creation. |
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| Earth – matter made from rock and matter made from soil. Pulled by the moon as the magma circulates through the planet’s heart and roots suck molecules into biology. Earth pours through us, replacing each cell in the body every seven years. Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, we ingest, incorporate and excrete the earth, are made from the earth. I am that. You are that. |
We greet the North – Breath of all life.
Grandfather Sky – refreshing cool breeze. |
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Come with your power to change and to dance.
Soul of the air – we greet you this day.
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Air - the gaseous realm, the atmosphere,
the planet’s membrane.
The inhale and the exhale.
Breathing out carbon dioxide
to the trees and breathing
in their fresh exudations. |
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Oxygen kissing each cell awake,
atoms dancing in orderly metabolism, interpenetrating.
That dance of the air cycle,
breathing the universe in and out again,
is what you are, is what I am.
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We greet the West – Spirit of the sea.
Grandmother of the Ocean – womb of all life.
Come with power to cleanse and to heal.
Soul of the water – we greet you this day. |
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We greet the East – the bringer of day.
Grandfather Sun – burning so bright.
Come with your power to see and to know.
Son of the Fire – we greet you this day. |
Fire- fire from our sun that fuels all life,
drawing up plants and raising the waters
to the sky to fall again replenishing.
The inner furnace of your metabolism
burns with the fire of the Big Bang
that first sent matter-energy
spinning through space and time.
And the same fire as the lightning
that flashed into the primordial soup
catalyzing the birth of organic life.
You were there, I was there,
for each cell of our bodies
is descended in an unbroken chain from that event. |
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As people gathered in the name of Jesus and Edmund Rice,
we call upon all that we hold most sacred to:
Bless us and bless this gathering. |
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| ... and we celebrated the birthday of Danny Moore, 42 years young. |
