Upper Room Inclusive Catholic Community Moment of Oneness July 29, 2026 (Prepared by Phillis Sheppard)

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Opening Prayer:  Prayer of Awareness

Clear our heart, O God, that we may see you. Clear our heart, O God, that we may truly see ourselves. Clear our heart, O God, that we may know the sacredness of this moment and in every moment seek you, serve you, strengthen you as the Living Presence in every presence. Clear our heart, O God, that we may see. (Phillip J. Newell)

 

Music: Oh Lord Remember Me    (Ruth Foster)

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Reading I:

Let go of the place that holds,

Let go of the place that flinches,

 Let go of the place that controls,

Let go of the place that fears.

Just let the ground support me.

Listen, the wind is breathing in the trees

Sensing the edge of soft and hard, I follow the unseen path. Walking in the dark night, I practice faith,

Building confidence in the unknown.

Walking in the dark night, I practice courage, accepting the vastness of what I cannot see.   (Stephanie Kaza A Cedary)

 

Silent Meditation

 

Reading II:

And so, the time comes when all the people of the earth can bring their gifts to the fire and look into each other’s faces unafraid.

Breathe deep. Feel the sacred well that is your own breath, and look.

Look at that circle.

See us come from every direction from the four quarters of the earth.

See the lines that stretch to the horizon the procession,

the gifts borne see us feed the fire.

Feel the earth’s life renewed. And the circle is complete again and the medicine wheel is formed anew and the knowledge within each one of us made whole.

Feel the great turning, feel the change the new life runs through your blood like fire and all of nature rises with it greening, burgeoning, bursting into flower….

 

Reading III:

This is the story we like to tell ourselves. In the night.

When the labor is too hard and goes on too long.

When the fire seems nothing but dying embers winking out, we say we remember a time when we were free.

We say that we are free, still, and always. And the pain we feel is that of labor.

And the cries we hear are those of birth.

And so, you come to the fire where the old ones sit.

You are young just on the edge of ripening.

They are ancient— their faces lined with spiderwebs of wrinkle.

Their faces brown, bronze, cream, black

their eyes are wells of memory.

They say, Listen child. For this is your night of passage. And it is time to learn Your history.

 

Tonight, you will run free, out into the wild. Fearing only the spirit of your own power. (Starhawk)

 

Silent Meditation

 

Closing blessing

May the blessing of rain be on you, the soft sweet rain.

May it fall upon your spirit so that small flowers may spring up and shed their sweetness in the air.

May the blessing of the great rains be on you to beat upon your spirit and wash it clean; and leave there many a shining pool where the blue of heaven shines, and sometimes a star.

May the blessing of the earth be on you, the great round earth; may you ever have a kindly greeting for people as you’re going along the roads.

And now may God bless you and bless you kindly. Amen

(Celtic oral tradition, Wales, England, Ireland, and Scotland)