Gate of Heaven
you are round and open,
Your hands are raised in blessing
blessings rain down on our uplifted faces,
Mother of the All,
you contain the answer to our deepest longings.
Fill me with hope for the new world,
a world of pervasive peace and unmitigated justice,
where swords are hammered into plowshares,
and our leaders sow vegetable seeds.
Lady of the Mountain,
I have struggled for your summit.
The ascent has been harrowing,
but I have grown strong on my journey.
Now I see the world as you see it,
broken and beautiful,
flawed and perfect.
- Mirabai Starr from Mother of God, Similar to fire
|An old furniture polish tin turned into a shrine|
Twelve Days with Mary
a journey of a thousand steps
into the realm where heart and mind meet
hosted by Rebecca
from Recuerda mi Corazon
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