It was an oddest assignment for contemplative prayer.
I was to take the Lord’s Prayer into the meditation, and as I let myself be guided by the vision, I was to intone the prayer. 1,067 more words
Saturday afternoon needed to be gentle. We had done much since our dawn greeting of a sun veiled by the morning mists and everyone was feeling a little weary, so we walked up the path to the waterfall and beyond to White Wells, a place of ancient healing. 468 more words