A prayer for Urubamba - Aaron 2-3-09

My Lord, please grant me constancy.
That I might suffer nobly the pains
of my existence,
That I might bleed or cry or toss in anguish
With the same loving heart that reaches
for you come morning.
That my pains, on the altar of my experience,
Be Yours, as this Heartbeat is Yours,
And this Breath, Yours,
And this loving, compassionate impulse, Yours.

Birthing - Jan Richardson

I did not seek
this birthing,
but you have drawn me
into the passage;
and I am the one
who is bearing,
and I am the one
being born.
So in my
longing
yearning
breaking
gasping
groaning
laboring
bearing
birthing
I am asking,
O God my midwife,
deliver me.