Step Seven: Dedication –
“May I Serve All Beings with Compassion, Peace, and Wisdom”
A s we gradually begin to emerge from our meditation we rededicate ourselves to wise, loving, compassionate service to others. We do this with the implicit understanding that our own wellbeing is inextricably intertwined with our vow to help others. We visualize the coming days and the inevitable challenges we have with certain situations and people. Visualizing these, we “preload” the compassionate wisdom of our meditation into those future moments so we are prepared to meet them with the grace of our inner purpose. By doing this, we transform our approach to the everyday stresses of life. In order for our meditation to stay with us and be of lasting benefit, it is very important that we end our session with our commitment to infuse each moment of the coming days with gratitude, compassion, mindful breathing, and wisdom gained through meditation.
For additional information on this step, please refer to the book InterSpiritual Meditation. The following materials are provided to stimulate your journaling.
Poems, Stanzas, and Scriptural Passages
Below are inspirational verses from various traditions to help stimulate your own contemplation and journaling for Step Seven.
Lord, make me an instrument of your peace,
Where there is hatred, let me sow love;
where there is injury, pardon;
where there is doubt, faith;
where there is despair, hope;
where there is darkness, light;
where there is sadness, joy;
Divine Master, grant that I
may not so much seek to be consoled as to console;
to be understood as to understand;
to be loved as to love.
For it is in giving that we receive;
it is in pardoning that we are pardoned;
and it is in dying that we are born to eternal life.
(St. Francis of Assisi)
And now as long as space endures,
As long as there are beings to be found,
May I continue likewise to remain
To drive away the sorrows of the world.
(Shantideva, Way of the Bodhisattva,10:55)
We have come on a good road
Of loving one another
And sticking by one another.
At this time we will disperse,
So keep the good work
And love one another.
That is the road that we came from,
The road of life,
Nothing but good,
And have strong will power
To do all this.
And all this, it will be so.
(Slow Buffalo, Lakota Chief)
O Great Spirit, whose voice I hear in the wind and whose breath gives life to all the world, hear me. I come before you, one of your many children. I am weak and small. I need your strength and wisdom. Let me walk in beauty and make my eyes ever behold the red and purple sunset; my ears sharp so I may hear your voice. Make me wise, so I may learn the things you have taught my people; the lessons you have hidden under every rock and leaf. I seek strength not to be superior to others, but to come to you with clean hands and straight eyes, so whenever life fades, like the fading sunset, my spirit will come to you without shame.
(Chief Yellow Lark Blackfoot)
There is holiness when we strive to be true to the best we know.
There is holiness when we are kind to someone who cannot
possibly be of service to us.
There is holiness when we promote family harmony.
There is holiness when we forget what divides us and remember
what unites us.
There is holiness when we love truly and honestly and unselfishly.
There is holiness when we remember the lonely and bring cheer
into a dark corner.
The Messenger of good tidings said, speaking symbolically,
“Die before you die, generous ones,
even as I have died before death
and brought this reminder from Beyond.”
Become the resurrection of the spirit,
so you may experience the resurrection:
this becoming is necessary for seeing and knowing
the real nature of anything.
Until you become it, you will not know it completely,
whether it be light or darkness.
If you become Reason, you will know Reason perfectly;
if you become Love, you will know Love’s flaming wick.
(Mathnawi, VI, 754-758 of Jalaluddin Rumi,
translated by Camille and Kabir Helminski in Jewels of Remembrance)
– – – – – –
Abandon this sly plotting for a while:
live free a few moments before you die.
[Mathnawi, VI, 4444 of Jalaluddin Rumi,
translated by Camille and Kabir Helminski in Jewels of Remembrance]