ShekinahWe call upon the spirit of evolution, the miraculous force that inspires rocks and dust to weave themselves into biology. You have stood by us for millions and billions of years — do not forsake us now.

 
Empower us and awaken in us pure and dazzling creativity.
You that can turn scales into feathers, seawater to blood, caterpillars to butterflies — metamorphose our species, awaken in us the powers that we need to survive the present crisis and evolve into more eons of our solar journey.

 

 
Awaken in us a sense of who we truly are: tiny ephemeral blossoms on the Tree of Life. Make the purpose and destiny of that tree our own purpose and destiny.

 

 
Fill each of us with love for our true Self, which includes all of the creatures and plants and landscapes of the world.

 

 

Fill us with a powerful urge for the well-being and continual unfolding of this Self.

 
May we speak in all human councils on behalf of the animals and plants and landscapes of the Earth.

 
May we shine with a pure inner passion that will spread rapidly through these leaden times.

 
We call upon the power that sustains the planets in their orbits, that wheels our Milky Way in its 200-million-year spiral, to imbue our personalities and our relationships with harmony, endurance, and joy.

 
Fill us with a sense of immense time so that our brief, flickering lives may truly reflect the work of vast ages past and also the million of years of evolution whose potential lies in our trembling hands.

 
O stars, lend us your burning passion.

 
O silence, give weight to our voice.

 
John Seed