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in my head,



winter blooming camelias

For all the times we were not alone with grief,
for all the times we were abandoned by despair,
for every morning we have awakened,
for every fresh idea,
for all the times we have fallen and stood up again,
for each moment we have been warm and dry and safe enough,
the times we have not been hungry,
the times we have given or received,
for the rope into the abyss that is family, friendship, love
—for all of this, we are grateful
—by all of this fulfilled.

© j.i. kleinberg 2012


geodeLast night I was thinking about prayer. I don’t pray. It’s not a habit I ever acquired or a practice that ever felt absent from my life. I understand the motions, know how to bow my head, become still. I feel the joyful uplift of spirit in the gospel choir, the tears inside the words of the Kaddish.

But in my mind, prayer is about asking, and it is the asking that turns me away from prayer — the idea that one must ask of, or ask for.

So last night I wondered what else prayer might be and very quickly I found opening. Then diving, turning and lifting. I felt and saw the motion in these words. Felt and saw my hands, my heart, moving in these ways. Saw that I could learn, would like to learn, to be more open, to dive more deeply, to turn more fully and lift more generously, with greater strength.

Prayer, I saw, might simply be a name for a way of engaging with the world.

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