Springtime Meditation, by Joy Collins

This time of year in Rochester can be so dreary. Late April and there are merely daffodils out. It is easy to think color and blossoms may never come again, let alone warmth and short sleeves. I chuckle to think how this mirrors my occasional despair that I, too, cannot make life changes.

Years ago I memorized a helpful meditation or prayer for this time of year, called Gayatri, which I found in the Book of Runecards by Ralph Blum:

You, who are the source of all power,
Whose rays illuminate the whole world,
Illuminate also my heart
So that it too can do Your Work.Daffodils

As a Unitarian I’ve always wondered to whom to pray, and the sun seems as good as source as any, especially as the days grow miraculously longer. As an early morning woods hiker, I find myself this time of year reciting this out loud as the sun peeks over the horizon and through the empty branches. I imagine my heart opening to the sun. And I then feel blessed.

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