Take Lord, and receive all my liberty, my memory, my understanding, and my entire will, all that I have and possess. Thou hast given all to me. To Thee, Lord, I return it. All is Thine, dispose of it wholly according to Thy will. Give me Thy love and thy grace, for this is sufficient for me—Petition that concludes the Spiritual Exercises (1522-1524) of St Ignatius of Loyola, and one I used to pray during retreats, both in the convent and at Gloucester.

 My return to this radical prayer of self-giving challenges previous life reviews and invites deeper contemplation of Creator God, to whom I owe my eighty-four years of life.

Indeed, I have been fearfully and wonderfully made as reflected in Psalm 139:14—No matter the decades of rheumatoid arthritis and nasty obsessions that harrowed my spirit, unearthing pride’s minions with their infections. Such upheavals have compelled my dream work since 1988, as well as prayer with the Psalmist, Create, O God, a clean heart within me.

The resulting psychic changes, I see clearly now, reflect the vital process of actualizing my birthright. Where there were only bits and pieces of this and that in my psyche, internalized in desperation from others, there is now substance: memory, understanding, will, all that I have and possess companions my days through end time. Their uniqueness bathes my daylight hours with vibrant colors.

It has been said that life is a Gift. I feel this in every fiber of my being and with wordless praise return this Gift to Creator God, with my thumbprints. Thy love and thy grace… are sufficient for me.