Preparing to pray... Many people light a candle... A friend of mine would prepare an altar with a colorful fabric, a small standing cross, and fresh flowers... Some people hold a cross during their prayers.... Others use a rosary--both Catholics and some Episcopalians do this. Some people hold their Bible... Others might spend time contemplating an icon... Lately I've been holding a crystal--specifically--Chrysocolla. Not for everyone--I understand that. Neither is praying on your knees by your bed for everyone. Nothing magical about any posture or prayer book or other "helps" for prayer. Anyway, this blog post is a prayer--one of the many prayers I've written and prayed related to the metaphysical healing properties of Chrysocolla, which indeed, is part of God's good creation.
For you shall go out in joy,
“I tell you, if these were silent, the stones would shout out.” (Jesus, in Luke 19:40)
Solar Plexis Chakra
Prayer while holding the Chrysocolla against the upper abdomen
O Lord, do not rebuke me in your anger,
or discipline me in your wrath.
For your arrows have sunk into me,
and your hand has come down on me….
I am utterly bowed down and prostrate;
all day long I go around mourning.
~Psalm 38:1-2, 5
you are gracious and compassionate,
patient, and overflowing with loyal love.
Compassionate Father, Welcome me home to my truest self just like father—so patient and generous—welcomed his younger son home after he had squandered his gifts and your love in a faraway place; welcome me home into accepting and trusting once again that I am your dearly-loved child and that I truly belong.
Oh, God, I really do need to feel a sense of belonging.
Healing Christ, my true elder brother, Hold me close and reassure me. Open my eyes to comprehend and truly see how shame leads to an unhealthy and unrealistic perfectionism, to defensiveness and self-centeredness and a frantic striving to earn my worthiness. Open my heart again to the way of unconditional love. Open my soul to authenticity.
Oh, yes, I really do need to be reassured. I need to know that I am loved, to feel it and believe it. And only then can I be real. Like the Velveteen Rabbit—battered and tattered and worn… But real.
Spirit of Power, Open my heart to self-compassion and love—freely given and received; open my mind to wisdom and clear thinking, open my soul to gratitude and joy. Help me to be resilient. Re-energize my creativity. Renew my faith. Inspire me in times of meaningful work, and times of joyous, child-like play, and times healing rest, and in solitude—in hours of calm and stillness. Set me free to laugh and sing and dance again.