Many invitations to join groups praying for the Amazon Rainforests crossed my Facebook feed today. There is strength in group prayer. The Rabbi Jesus said that “Where two or more gather in my name, there I am.”
I have been part of groups worldwide collaborating in prayer for a specific cause, so knowing that many of these prayer gatherings were going on, I grabbed my drum and I wandered down to the Creek at twilight to send a Voice for the Amazon. I cried out to the winds and the waters, and I know that my prayer was heard. But just because I know my prayer was heard, does not mean it will be answered in the way that I might hope for. For this I must trust.
People have been confused by the glamor of Western culture with its facade of big easy money, fame, and easy living, and the dream has separated humanity from an intimate awareness of Nature and our place within it. The Earth herself has her way of pulling our awareness back toward balance with the magnitude of the disasters that make life impossible until we learn to turn, listen to Nature, and cooperate together.
Back in 2011 our small mountaintop communities were hit hard by Hurricane Irene, and I saw the best of people pulling together to help their neighbors. This joyful collective spirit carried on even after the damages, and people were still volunteering their time and energy just to make their neighbor’s lives a little better. This is what natural disasters do – they bring the best of us to work together, and differences of race, color, creed, religion, et cetera are set aside.
Creator Winds of Spirit, today I pray for those who have lost their connection to Great Earth and Great Nature. I pray for the healing of the many lives on Earth, not just human. But above all, I pray for a return to balance, of humanity’s conscious recognition that our lives, and how we intentionally spend our time on Earth, matters. Let us claim our worthiness as Children of the Garden. Amen.