Open wide our imaginations, Beloved, to imagine experiences we cannot have, to imagine living in ways we cannot live, to imagine life as a bee and as a flower, as a drop of rain teeming with life and as a wave rising from the ocean and subsiding. Let the breeze of awe move over those imagining fields, ruffling assumptions and bringing in acceptance of mystery, gladness in the diversity of being, gratitude to be able to imagine and cherish and act to preserve and restore the world. Deepen our imaginations, Beloved, and let them grow as we share our imaginings with one another, as we tell stories and listen to tales, as we wonder together and gather wisdom, as we dwell in awe in all that is beyond our evolution, beyond our experiencing. Dance with us in our imaginings, Beloved, and renew in us our reverence for life, our wonder in all that is, and our care for what is beyond our truly knowing, what is beyond our experiencing. Amen.