Intimate Presence, known and experienced within, between and all around. We delight in any reality, intuition or Epiphany that stirs our tired senses. We pause knowing that love and life are infused in all that is and that which moves us to spring into being and to celebrate independence. We delight in the fiery force that gives flowers their beauty; in the life-giving wetness - that which melts and flows; the warmth of the sun and the breath of all living things.

We gather this morning - perhaps still spinning from the week's hectic and hurry. May we be calmed and centered to that which restores; that which helps us and encourages us to find a deep breathing and peace - peace with ourselves, with our spouses, our children, our parents - and with the cycles and rhythms of the universe.

As we move more deeply into a spring-time beat, we wonder what draws us together in love, harmony, reconciliation. Are we all lovers at heart? If so, may we be brought to where the healing is and the soar of confidence -that love and light and communion are not lost within our panic, our selfishness, our apathy. May our beings be coalesced into some sort of integrity, some merge of trustworthiness, of love and reverent resolve to celebrate this life, this earth and each other - boldly and without shame.

We raise our remembrances of people. This community, which daily practices being human, is so splashed with beauty, yet also burdened in many ways. We send our love, intentions, will, hopes and prayers for those battling serious illness and who raise honest questions about living and loving in these days. We remember those recovering at home, those facing surgeries, those actively dying. We celebrate too, those enjoying great success, joys, birth, becoming and new possibilities for growth.

In our daily mixture of cynicism, optimism and all that we are, we hope for that which is yet to be created - within ourselves and beyond. We sail together on the cosmic sea on this boat called earth, and we yearn for intimate connections, a break in our stern and cold systems, a breach in propriety which keeps us from embrace and looking into each other's eyes. We hope for an in-breaking of the new which allows us to love more fully, more consistently, more faithfully. May we once again see and taste the fruits of love and service, sense and sample the risk and rouse of ecstasy and move forth convicted that our language and law is love, love, love Amen.