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aflowersMy first waking thought this morning was a line from a Navajo prayer that became a chant and then a walking circle meditation long ago. It expresses how I wish to leave Stonington, Maine and move through days to come that may not be easy. I intend to remember it every day as my determination to be positive and helpful, respectful and willing for whatever is called for in my living.

In beauty may I walk. All day long may I walk. Through the returning seasons may I walk. Beautifully I will possess again. Beautifully birds. Beautifully joyful birds. On the trail marked with pollen may I walk. With grasshoppers around my feet may I walk. With dew about my feet may I walk. With beauty may I walk. With beauty before me may I walk. With beauty behind me may I walk. With beauty above me may I walk. With beauty below me may I walk. With beauty all around me may I walk. In old age wandering on a trail of beauty, lively may I walk. Living again may I walk. It is finished in beauty. It is finished in beauty.