O, Divine Ones and Honored Dead, we beseech and pray to you at this time of great change, upheaval, and loss for many in the world. Bring us peace and understanding, the ability to accept the new path that has opened before us, as the others have closed. We, the people of Terra and children of Mother Gaia, ask of you to give us the strength to move forward, to take the next step, and be the middle path. Our spirits are heavy, our souls weary, as we travel into the next decade of life. The sun shines, the moon beams, and the clouds are merry, but the weight of this place is unbearable, unsinkable, and untenantable. The fog of doubt clouds our eyes, as the mire of burden pulls us down. But we have hope. We affirm that we are open to new ideas, new states of being, and new existence, but we cannot walk alone. Send us our fellow human in arms, our fellow loved on, and the friend to lend us support, community, and love. Send us the joy when we feel down. Send us the calm when we feel anxious, and most of all, send us the dreams of tomorrow when we sleep, so we may, for a while, be soothed. 

The Pagan Society
March, 2020