Eternal One, I praise you on this threshold; the door I open is to you. Under your eye I pack my belongings; in your arms I move to a new place.
By your Spirit guide my hand to take only what you give me and leave the rest; to bring with me what is truly need and leave behind what is unneeded. Give me faith to trust what cannot be left behind, and to release what I thought was part of me but was only the leaves of a season. Give me grace to say goodbye even to myself and turn and welcome the new day, even in my own soul.
God of time and story, may I ever dwell on thresholds, between then and not yet, in the present, moving. By your grace open doors; by your grace lead me through them. For every door is your eye and every path is the palm of your hand.
__________________ Steve Garnaas-Holmes Unfolding Light www.unfoldinglight.net
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