Nothing Matters More Than This

A story from the roots.

MotherJana

July 25, 2020

O Cherie,

O Wonderworld of Delights,

I just cannot help it.

You give me a rule, and I’ll break it.

Except the rules I make on my own.

(And sometimes I break them, too, if Heaven really wants me to.)

And so, here is the prayer I said before this video, which I learned in my Catholic prayer group run by delightful French nuns:

Come, holy spirit,

Fill the hearts of your faithful

And enkindle in them the fire of your love.

Send forth your spirit, and they shall be created

And you shall renew the face of the earth.

Please, Friend, subscribe to my channel on YouTube if you haven’t already! This is my last post until next Wednesday. At that point, I’ll download all the other goodies I’ve been working on for your viewing and listening pleasure.

(And there are these strange pieces I uploaded on Spotify, too.)

‘Cause darling, if you really want to know the truth?

You have never seen anything like me.

Hugs, love,

MotherJana