We hold space for all that Father's Day may mean to us.

To live is to change. To change is to find our sacred purpose.

You have given us a day unique from any other.

Let us find ways to accept one another while preserving our hearts.

May our spirits be guided by our values.

We hold in our hearts those who aspire to move from age-ing to sage-ing.

May we open our hearts to the abundance of creation.

We are that, says a little acorn pointing toward an oak tree.

Hold us gently as we gather closer together, comforting each other, healing each other.

Help us feel at home with ourselves and with one another so there is no need to pretend.

May we reconnect to our life-giving, breath-freeing connection

Sing in our hearts all the stirrings of compassion for the oppressed, for those who are scared and hurting.

May we find the care in our community to keep grieving and keep loving and keep living.

We are leaving a space that has been made holy.

We are mourning the dead and fighting for the living. We're singing for joy and striving for meaning.

And still, we are grateful.

May we whisper thank you for all that is good in our lives. (Thank you) May we shout thank you! for the abundance of blessings. (Thank you) May we feel thank you, thank you, thank you, deep within our hearts and around us right now. May we be thankful, down to our bones, for this time together....

For all that we’ve learned; for all that we’ve lost; for the healing we need.

May we know that our interconnectedness is a miracle, and may it be a refuge for us.

We collectively share the sorrow of those individuals in the armed services who lost their lives in war.