Thursday, June 28, 2007

Dearest God,

A 50 plus degree morning lead me to take my sweats to the beach. I shivered in the car as I drove. But the sun was waiting for me as I took my place at the water's edge, shedding the sweats for my white, flowy skirt. The desire to move was already inside me and so I danced, the sun radiating on the water in a magnificent glow.

I danced for about half an hour, thoroughly enraptured by my experience of peace. Such a contrast to the Coast Guard Gunner Boat (I think that's what they call them) a half mile off shore. Our president is due later this afternoon. The boats have been here for a couple of days in preparation for his return to his family vacation home and in preparation for the summit, talks with President Putin from Russia. I wonder what the boat's crew thought of the strange lady in white dancing at the ocean. I'm certainly no spy.

As I pulled on my sweats and walked back to the car, a woman who was driving away stopped her car and hollered out the window. "That was very beautiful. I came here looking for peace. My life is so stressful and when I watched you dance, peace swept over me. Thank you so much." She drove away as we smiled and waved.

An act of peace, my dance is an act of peace. I dance at the direction of God who aligns me in peace with the universe. And my obedient dancing in peace brings peace to those around me. It blows my mind, a carefully laid out plan to inspire, touch lives beginning with mine. If there is such a thing as energy in the universe and I believe there is, then my dance works to bring spiritual balance to the earth. Unbelievable!

I drove home in silent prayer for the whole of the people on earth and the peoples of the creation. I felt at one, in unity with all that is around me. This is the substance of true peace.

Peace Making God,
I am at your disposal,
to sing and dance
your message of peace.
I am here
to take my direction
from you.
And when I act
upon your instruction,
my heart and soul
return to peace as well.
I cannot understand
all the dimensions
of peace.
I just know
when I am at peace
myself.
Make me an instrument
of your peace,
dear God,
always and forever.

Humbly, Andrea