Take your raw animal anger of a shovel-struck snake coiled and ready to strike and redirect it an aikido of the spirit, that is the alchemy of prayer. Take any version of eros or any fear, or any dull grief let it rise from below your belly. Let is rise up and out. Soften your knees, breathe. Each steady breath fuels the alchemy. Now, hold in your heart someone you love a magnetic pole to ground you to the Holy Love that surrounds you, to merge in your heart and intensify to ignite tips of flame that glow beyond you. In the sweatshop of time this is our work to take the heat, pass it through prayer, refine it into the heart’s compassion.
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