It’s been a while since I’ve commented on prayer and when I went back to look at that post, well, it needs some clean up to say the least. But that post was about praying for something. An outcome of sorts and not about the act itself and how we can bring it back to the tangible world. When I was a Christian, I don’t think I ever prayed for a specific outcome, at least a personal outcome. Certainly I prayed for the health and well being of others, but as for myself, prayer was an act of seeking guidance in my life. Usually, I would finish, however long, feeling better about whatever problem or situation was, and those prayers did lead, sometimes, to an outcome. Was that “god” intervening? Today I see what went on as some sort of meditation where, in a quiet, calm space, I intervened with myself and discovered that the problem/situation was not as devastating as I thought it was. Sometimes, the solution would present itself. I do something similar now except there’s no petition to any god, it’s just sitting back, in the quiet, and letting everything go. Sometimes it works, other times, not so much but either way I end up less stressed about something that has been bothering me.