We spent time practicing the Desire meditation from James Jacobson-Maisels' Self, Soul and Text class, then were given paper and pens and markers to express what came up for us in the form of a drawing or a prayer, etc.
Here is what came for me:
Holy Rachamim, who holds all of creation
I long for comfort.
Your deep, warm womb
The feather-caress of Your great, white wing against my cheek
Your whispered promises in my ear
in my heart
Shechina, Tzimtzumai, Who birthed all my ancestors and me
I yearn to come home to You
held in You in each moment
tethered from my centre to Yours
fed on love and life and holiness
able to see the world
through the veil of Your body
that my own sharp edges
my bones be cushioned
my tender heart be coddled
so it can rest
assured of new days, and moments of wonder and blessing to come.
Mama, bless my tears with Your warm hand
help me to feel cleansed, refreshed, renewed
to face the world on my own feet
grounded in Your earth
on this and every dawning day.