Tiny prayer

May all that is for me find me, willing and open, may all that is not for me be whisked away gently.  May the tides turn in my favor while I sit and pray in trust and presence.  May the winds blow, the rain come, the sun shine, the earth bloom, the stars and moon dance above me and over me and under me as I sit in wonder of it all, as I feel my heart steady in faith and love.  May I never waver from this trust, this peace, and when I do, may I remember that I know my way home.  I always have.