IVSHE WAS SITTING THERE, crying her eyes out, wracked with sobs. And I could do nothing. This was the worst I experience in these cases. The bottom of despair.
So I did what I always did, I prayed. To myself, not aloud. Because people seldom understand the words or the meaning behind them. And use these to fuel their fears instead.
I ask to be filled with your breath of life, as above and so below.
Let me understand true peace as I find it within and surrounding me.
As my thoughts are in me, they are in everyone.
Let me find completeness in all things, and give of myself wholly as I help others accept my giving.
Help me find my way in wholeness. To become, to act, to assist.
And so I confirm with our soul.
Her eyes were wide at this, the tears having left to run down her cheeks and
