Lots of people swear by prayer–ha, nice juxtaposition!  That is, they try some kind of repeated words often directed to a Higher Power or the Universe in general, and they see and feel release from their concern.  I think it is all about changing the vibration in the body.

Singing, dancing, humming, speaking a nice word over and over all have the gift of changing my vibration.  Thus, they are all a prayer for me.  After years of living, I recognize that I am not the Queen of the Known Universe (but that does have a nice ring to it, doesn’t it?!), and that there may be a Queen, or a King, or a Force, or a Path, or a Vibration that soothes and creates.  Even as a child I knew that I did not create a tree, so there is something out there that started this order and beauty called Nature.

Having wrestled with the mind inside of me that can hold me hostage with hysterical hypnotic imprisioning walls, I’ve found that a good prayer guarantees to change the vibration of the mind’s anxiety.  As if the mind is a wailing over-tired child, I can rock it and soothe it with soft monotonous words and tones: “ohhhhmmm baby, all is well.  rock a bye my baby.”  And the mind’s eye rolls up into its head, nodding while fighting the eyelids that are too heavy to hold open and the busy brain is soothed to sleep.

I rest in the lap of Mother, snuggled close to Her soft body and easily surf the lolling waves of Her lullabye of love to me.