Betrayal of an intimate hopeful is heartbreaking but not nearly as wrenching as the betrayal of a friend a bossom buddie, a golden girl. The loss is profound and felt deeply. I have experienced all sorts of betrayal in the past 365 days since my last birthday and I have learned from each of them. I thank the lessons and the lesson giver and make a clear and concise decision to leave these sorts of lessons as lessons of a younger more tragic me. As I shed the skin of yesterday and welcome a tender yet older and wiser me I invite the blessings of the lessons into the next phase of my life. They are so close I can almost taste the nectar so light and fragrant like a warm tropical breeze that tickles the peach fuzz on the back of my neck like a kiss. I am eager, I am excited I am ready. For love, for success, for opportunity, for laughter, for joy, for good health, for honest communication with EVERYONE I come in contact with, for heart-centered listening, receiving and loving, for holy unions, for sacred practices and magical outcomes, for miracles and good luck, for good fortune, for synchrodestiny and synchronicity, for love, for friendship, for peace, for acceptance, for success, for my true life and the bounty that the Creator has intended for me. I gratefully and graciously accept and fervently wait to share all that this year has to share. I seal this intention in the purest of light and love. This or something better for the highest good of ALL concerned. AMEN.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME.
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