Mother Earth, Father Sky, we are One, the holy family. When one is hurt, all are hurt. When one rejoices, all rejoice. We share hunger, fear, uncertainty, anxiety, and despair. In equal measure we share love, compassion, support, and affirmation. May I, this day, love and support myself, and do myself healing and comfort, that in turn, I do these also unto my brothers and sisters. For my great and infinite family, I give thanks. Namaste, blessed be, and Amen.
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