Continuing to wend our way backwards through my daily practice of personal centring, I now offer you the prayer I speak at the end of my morning recitations. It’s the Hail Mother, a text from one of Jennifer Berezan’s CDs, She Carries Me, that can be heard in the background of the chant “She who hears the cries of the world”. Here’s the prayer:
Hail, Mother, full of grace,
power is with thee.
Blessed are you, Queen of the Universe,
and blessed is all of creation.
Holy Mother, maker of all things,
be with us now and always.
This is obviously a re-working of the christian “Hail, Mary” prayer, but, for me, this version is a greater affirmation of the Sacred Feminine. If at home, I recite it while looking at various figures and images on my altar: several renditions of the Black Madonna (the Sacred Dark Feminine), the Sleeping Woman of Malta (whom my friend Wende calls Sounding Dream Woman), and the High Priestess from the Tarot of the Spirit. I also look at as many places on the ground and in the trees as possible, remembering that the Earth is the Mother Goddess, that all of creation is, in a sense, the Creatrix. If not at home, I notice where I am and envision the Earth, the solar system, and the Milky Way.
What prayer sums things up for YOU? Whom or what do you honour in your speech and thoughts? What image(s) best depicts your part of the conversation with that being(s)? We’d love to hear your heartwords here.