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  • PRIME TIME COLLECTION
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​PRIME TIME
December 7

Daybreak is the few moments of rising light and building energy. As the sun rises, and night becomes day, we enter into the traditional monastic period known as “Prime.” If you rise to greet the sun or whenever it is that you rise, that is your Prime Time.
Rev. Matthew offers his early morning reflection below.

Love Abundant 

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Rev. Alicia R. Forde

I lift my eyes up to the hills

from where will my help come?
My help comes from Love abundant.
my help comes from the hills
my help—my help, it comes from
ancient Mothers whose hearts beat in mine.
It comes from the trees that sway and the breeze that sways them . . .
my help comes from all that was and is and will ever be . . .
I lift my eyes . . . ​hushed by the soothing touch of waves
caressing wounded shores
wounded souls
I lift my eyes . . . ​to the horizon bathed by
the hum of mothers and mothers’ mothers
cradling—­gently rocking
I lift my voice—call of the sea trees sister moon mother earth
my soul weeping—a symphony of life overflowing
I give myself
I too hum through every pore
with every breath
I give myself--
an extension
of all that is, was, and ever will be.

This reading was the Call to Worship for our Baja 4 December 6 worship. CLICK HERE to view that worship service.
  
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