06/02/2026
PRAYER IN MOTION
Tonight's prayer wasn't spoken.
It was breathed.
Stroke by stroke. Breath by breath. Moment by moment.
I've learned that prayer doesn't always happen on your knees. Sometimes it happens while moving forward. Sometimes it happens while the body works and the mind grows quiet.
As I rowed, I thought about the Spiral.
Return. Learn. Expand. Return Again.
The breath returns. The stroke returns. The Moon returns. The seasons return.
And each time they return, they bring a new lesson.
Tonight, I give thanks for another day.
For movement. For health. For family. For the chance to begin again.
May you find your own Prayer in Motion, whatever form it takes.
— MI-KA3L EN-TU-RA 🌀🙏🚣♂️