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My friends, let us give thanks for Wonder.  Let us give thanks for the Wonder of Life that infuses all things now and forever.  Blessed is the Source of Life, the Fountain of Being the wellspring of goodness, compassion and kindness, from which we draw to make for justice and peace.  From the creative power of Life we derive food and harvest, from the bounty of the earth and the yields of the heavens we are sustained and are able to sustain others.  All Life is holy, sacred, worthy of respect and dignity.  Let us give thanks for the power of heart to sense the holy in the midst of the simple.  We eat not simply to satisfy our own appetites, we eat to sustain ourselves in the task we have been given.  Each of us is unique, coming into the world with a gift no other can offer: ourselves.  We eat to nourish the vehicle of giving, we eat to sustain our task of world repair, our quest for harmony, peace and justice.  We eat and we are revived, and we give thanks to the lives that were ended to nourish our own. May we merit their sacrifice, and honor their sparks of holiness through our deeds of loving kindness.  We give thanks to the Power that makes for Meeting, for our table has been a place of dialogue and friendship.  We give thanks to Life.  May we never lose touch with the simple joy and wonder of sharing a meal.


O Great Spirit.  Whose voice I hear in the winds, and whose breath gives life to all the world, hear me!  I am small and weak, I need your strength and wisdom.   Let me walk in beauty, and make my eyes ever behold the red and purple sunset.  Make my hands respect the things you have made and my ears sharp to hear your voice.   Make me wise so that I may understand the things you have taught my people.  Let me learn the lessons you have hidden in every leaf and rock.   I seek strength, not to be greater than my brother, but to fight my greatest enemy—myself.  Make me always ready to come to you with clean hands and straight eyes.   So when life fades, as the fading sunset, my spirit may come to you without shame. 


Do not stand at my grave and weep, I am not there I do not sleep.

I am a

thousand winds that blow, I am the

diamond glint on snow.

I am the sunlight on ripened grain, I am the gentle autumn rain.

When you wake in the

morning hush, I am the swift, uplifting rush , of quiet birds in circling flight, I am the soft

starlight at night.

Do not stand at my grave and weep, I am not there I do not sleep.

Grandfather Great Spirit.  All over the world the faces of living ones are alike.  With tenderness they have come up out of the ground.  Look upon your children that they may face the winds and walk the good road to the Day of Quiet.  Grandfather Great Spirit, Fill us with the Light.  Give us the strength to understand, and the eyes to see.  Teach us to walk the soft Earth as relatives to all that live.