Spirit of Life, Source of all Love:
We try so hard.
We try so hard to do what is right by our children,
and we so often seem to get it wrong.
And we want so much from our mothers,
and they so often cannot meet our needs.
May we be reconciled.
May we look into one another’s eyes
and see Your love there,
shining.
May we hear You speak,
in the voice of the wind and the water,
whispering:
You are my own precious child
and I love you.
Mother of us all,
we thank you for our lives.
Blessed be.