World Peace

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World Peace
I contribute to peace in the world through my thoughts, words, and actions.

Peace is both an individual and collective experience. I have the ability and, at times the responsibility, to promote peace in the world through my thoughts, words, and actions.

When I become aware of conflict or turmoil, I hold those affected in prayer, acting as an agent of compassion and understanding. As a world citizen, I am an advocate for those suffering. I pray knowing all people are enfolded in the love of God. I pray for guidance on how I can promote peace.

My individual state of *consciousness affects the world as a whole. Peace happens one person, one prayer, one outstretched hand at a time.
Since there will never cease to be some in need on the earth, I therefore command you, “Open your hand to the poor and needy.”—Deuteronomy 15:11

Daily Word

[MajestyJo]

Sharing a gift... Mother Earth Prayer
by KiiskeeN'tum

This was given to me almost ten years ago, near a place where Indian people have met for centuries, called 'the forks' where the Red River and the Assiniboine River meet.

I do not believe I wrote this, but that it is a gift from the Old Ones in Spirit, and I invite you to listen (or view) these words and allow images to form in your mind, invite Spirit to speak to you, in what ever way fits for you. This is offered as a gift, to all those who pass this way, you are welcome to share it with others, with good intent


Mother Earth Prayer


Mother Earth hear your child, As I sit here on your lap of grass,
I listen to the echoes of your voice In my brother, the Wind,
As he blows from all corners and directions.

The soft and gentle raindrops are the Tears you cry for your children
Teach me the Lessons you offer: To nurture my children, as you nurture yours,
To learn the Lessons of the Four Kingdoms, that make up this World of Physical Things, and To Learn to Walk the Path chosen so long ago.

Mother Earth, hear your child, Be a bond between the Worlds of Earth and Spirit.
Let the Winds echo the Knowledge of the Grandfathers.
Who await, unseen, yet visible if I only turn my eyes to their World.
Let me hear their Voices, in the Winds that Blow to the East.

From the East: I seek the Lessons of Childhood:
To see with the trusting innocence of a small one,
The Lessons of Spirit, Given in Love by our Creator.

From the South: to Learn the Ways of Questioning:
The Fire and Independence of adolescence,
The Truths, and how they help us Grow along this Path.

From the West: where the Grandfathers teach us Acceptance of Responsibility
That come during the years of Marriage and Family.
That my own children grow Strong, and True.

From the North: where the Elders, who by their long lives
Have learned and stored Wisdom and Knowledge.
And Learned to Walk in Balance and Harmony with our Mother, the Earth.

Mother Earth, hear your child. Hold my hand as I Walk my Path in this World.
Guide me to the Lessons I seek, bring me closer to Our Creator,
Until I return to the Western Direction, to once again Enter the World of Spirit,
Where the Sacred Fire Awaits, and I rejoin the Council of the Elders,
In the Presence of the One Who-Created-All.