If your numbers really are getting smaller, you will probably have to let things go. It takes wisdom and careful discernment to let go of the right things at the right time.

God of our ancestors, may we find the ways in which we can connect across generations.

I believe that we are all "life drummers" just waiting to join in the rhythm.

Sometimes we need someone to witness the pain in holy stillness.

Embodying all of me is the best way I know to love the world.

Spirit and Breath, create an openness that violence has constricted.

Our bodies are so wise, and they hold so much information.

I have struggled forgiving myself for not knowing how to create appropriate boundaries.

May we remember to slow down when we find ourselves having difficult conversations.

Self-compassion was one of the best gifts I gave myself.

Every relationship is an ongoing story that unfolds between people.

May we be active participants in the liberatory potential of democracy.

I would have loved it as a kid to have a church that encouraged us to listen to our heartfelt yearning of self.

I belong, and you belong, and we belong—just as we are.

If I’m not cultivating an open heart and watching for the helpers, the teachers, and the angels, I may miss them when I need them the most.

When we become fully aware of our limited time on earth we can still leave behind flowers and songs.

We are the hands and feet of love. And sometimes its fingernails, too.

The miracle of grace is available to us even when it has been left untended.

In our times of need, may we each be saved by hope, connection, and love.

Remind me that life is magical and mysterious.