Souls of the earth, let me be your instrument,
Let my hands be your hands, woven with compassion;
May the web of life be woven strand by strand with grace;
Where there is hatred, may there be love;
Where there is intolerance, understanding;
Where there is violence, may there be peace;
And where there is sorrow, joy.
Souls of the earth, divine with light
Mother, Father, Sister and brother of all things, may our eyes and hearts be open;
May we see the truth of our holiness;
May we feel the holiness in each other, pure and free.
By: Lindsey Wert
Lindsey Wert is a Marriage and Family Therapist in Sonoma County with special interest in treatment and prevention of eating disorders and sexual trauma. Lindsey’s passions are supporting women in learning how to love themselves from the inside out. Lindsey contributes to her community by giving eating disorder presentations, doing prevention work and supporting the health at every size movement. Visit Lindsey’s personal website, From the Inside Out: Self Love and Transformation