Ribono shel olom, as I grow up I pray that I stand taller in my mind. I pray that I laugh as loud as I can and with my whole belly and that I swim in the ocean and wash my own back. I pray that I will never stop running my hands over my hips and singing to myself and taking myself on walks. I pray that I will cook lots of things in my big back pot and that I burn my tongue because I’m too excited to eat them. 

Make it so that my sister is never afraid of telling people to fuck off and I am never afraid of crying out loud. Make it so that we drink everything out of wine glasses and that the only fabric around us is velvet. 

I pray that this world turns in on itself and wraps up like a big donut. I pray that people only live for pleasure and kiss everyone on the mouth. I pray that there can be clear rivers for people to swim in and that everyone drinks wine till four in the morning. 

May the thoughts of my head and words of my mouth be heard and accepted by you, Creator or the Universe. Omayn