Some days being human feels extra tender.

On Sunday, along with lighting the chalice we lit a candle for peace with hopes that world leaders might imagine a better way to co–exist together rather than turn to weaponry, force, and violence over their own people and against other nations. We could make different choices as a species…if only we would. Knowing that each of us can make choices every day about how we show up, we share a poem from poet and UU minister, Nancy Shaffer.

Blessing for Bodies 

May we creatures of bone and tissue
know our bodies well:
the fourth rib, and how it rises
higher than third, not so high as fifth;
how it feels to the thumb, slowly traced,
and under it, how the heart rests.

May we know that space where
no ribs lie, and unshielded, we bend.
May we know the bottom of each
toe, and that tender arch where
no skin touches ground;
also skin smoothed soft by clothing.

May we know the quick curve of the head
before it sits on the spine,
and the tiny hollow just behind the ear;
the length of the forearm,
lifting food to lips, and how lips become
a circle, waiting—and knowing this,
cease our study of war.

With care, and in faith
~ Rev. Lynn & Rev. Wendy