Behold the Divine Light within
a place of giving
a place of gratitude
a place of Love.
May Divine Light fill our hearts
with Love
to be poured out
into the world ...
~ Mary Southard
In this latter part of life, my prayer of the heart is most often without words. My tongue is stilled. My mind is stilled. The prayer of the heart becomes the heart's own respiration. I breathe in and I breathe out. It is God's breath. God breathing in, God breathing out. It is God's breath breathing me.