May our legs this day be swift; may our muscles burn strong and our lungs be clear.  May we approach our lives this day as the Olympic runner would: conditioned, focused, and present.  May we have the grace of a dancer, the timing of a comedian, and the pathos of the orator.  May our actions move outward today, to connect, to rejuvenate, to engage.  We plunge headlong into each moment, alive, vital, fragile and strong.  We have the gifts we need, we need only give them, with generosity and gladness.  We will receive in turn all the bounty of life and love, which we recycle into motion and energy, in the never-ending cycle of the cosmos.  For swift motion and stamina we give thanks.  Blessed Be, and Amen.