I do.
I learned as a little girl.
At bedtime, in church and at meals, I prayed with my Mom.

Today, on the day before a big event in my life, I am excited and nervous.
Out of the blue, my dear friend Ursula sent me this photograph from her recent adventure in Italy.

I take it as a pray for courage.
I take it as a pray to be fully myself.
I take it as a pray to not back down, to not play small, but to stand in my
value no matter what.

Then, I got this video from my pal William, who blogs about parenting on Huffington Post. I am so very jealous of him, but I love him so and he has never, ever steered me wrong. So this video is a gift to you from Bill. It is filled with hope and the transformative power of art.

If you pray, however you pray- for as Rumi says,

There are one hundred ways to kneel and kiss the ground

will you say a little prayer for me?
And for my friends who are present for the lingering last moments of loved one’s lives?
And for the tired mothers of sleepless toddlers with mysterious reasons to stay awake all night?
And, say a prayer for yourself.
Just a little sweet prayer of thanks for taking the time to pause here with me.

Oh, but I must tell you that Kate LaMontagne is on the Out of the Mouths of Babes blog series today. She is a living prayer.

Love,
S

Dance break is necessary here- either Talking Heads or Aretha.