#283

This is Megan's prayer. It's beautiful, lyrical, wise. It was crafted by her and her alone; I didn't feed or read any phrases to her, or prep any part. She just started saying it one day, praying after I do, and now she recites it. I don't pray like this myself (about thoughts and powers); I pray like Rocky Balboa, simple, "Yo God, uh, ya know, if it ain't too much trouble, maybe you could be in my corner tonight, please, unless you're with Apollo. Oh, and thank you for Adrian. And Mickey. Amen." Yes, Megan and I still pray, and we don't even proselytize, condemn, or intend to get violent. I say thank you (for M 'n' m first and foremost) and Megan adds a sprinkle of mindfulness and awesomeness. We're a good team.

Megan's Prayer: "God, please help me think of good things. I will open my heart as big as I can so you can help me think of good things. And God, please keep all the harm away from me, even if I have to see your powers. Amen."

It's rote now, but still sublime, every time she says it.