This morning, though, a remembrance sunk in when I went outside under the Three Sisters and sunk my bare feet into the wet, cold duff of pine needles and cones. It's the core of my addiction--a disconnection from the divine. Or a perception of disconnection, as we can't be separated from that which we are.
As I brought my prayerful hands to my heart and the energy quickly warmed up and tingled, I easily remembered how wonderful conscious divine connection feels. Far better than any drug--even sugar and chocolate--could feel.
Somewhat lost on what to do next, I found my way back to the Lord's Prayer, which I've only recently become reacquainted with.
I was raised on the Lord's Prayer, but abandoned it at a young age, when I abandoned my religion of origin, Catholicism. After this abandonment, the search for the truth brought me to virtually all religions and science, and in doing so, I've come to see the common thread of truth in them all.
One Saturday, while attending a healing ceremony with the John of God healing group that comes through Unity in Lower Lake, we sat for multiple hours reciting the Lord's Prayer as participants took their turns to meet with the healers and receive the prayers.
Since it had been so many years since hearing this and so many years of exposure to other spiritual and religious traditions, I found it interesting to see how my mind was able to interpret the prayer with this deeper and broader spectrum of knowledge. It became clearer to me what the truth was about the prayer and subsequently, it has now gained incredible power for me.
As a result of the day at Unity, the prayer has been reworked over and over in my mind to better reflect my understanding of its intention. I'm sharing it with you now, but want you to know that it is intended with the deepest reverence for all faiths (science included) and traditions: