The Divine ExchangePrayers of Self-Love, Healing & Forgiveness
To the Unacceptable Great One
Do you have beautiful plans or great ideas, creative ways you envision sharing your inspiration with the world? If you do, you will likely face great hesitation in all kinds of forms like the rest of us do. Here is a prompt to awaken the voices inside of you to come out and play in the Divine Exchange. It is really THIS simple. Speak these words or use them as a springboard as your intuition leads you. But be sure not to ignore the call in your heart to be loved like never before.
To the Invisible Treasure…the Unacceptable Great One
I love you. I truly do. I am sorry that I have not been strong enough to be a platform to display your beauty…to share your glory with the world. For I have been afraid. And I have hidden you. I have covered you, my light, to keep you safe from winds that blow and from people who cannot understand. I see your suffering. I see your longing. I see your waiting. Is it possibly for me to express my love for you by allowing you to be here? Letting you be real. Is it possible for me to stop denying you a voice? What if I could love you and let you be okay? You and all your “not rightness”…For you are like a child, wild and untamed. Your voice is loud and your colors are bright and your ideas are huge. The thought of bearing these things openly is threatening to me. And I’m sorry for being the cloud that blocks your brightness and your beauty. But this is me now, willing to consider the possibility of allowing you to be here…of allowing the truth to shine through my darkest fear. When I ask myself, “what if it’s okay for you to be here?” It occurs to me at the surface that perhaps this world has a place for you. I ask it again and it sinks deeper. What if it’s okay for her to be here? What if I were to stop making her a problem? I sit. I wait. I feel this. I am willing to feel this. And because I have come to the end of myself…because I have met her face to face, she turns and speaks to me…
Oh, Dear One, I see you. I see how little you are in your own eyes, how small. The fear you must feel to be the one to hold such greatness. How awkward and out of place you feel, to come out of no where and to shout “TADA!” as if possessed by some madness. How foreign to you is your own voice from disuse. How you have tucked away in safety that which you most cherish. I’m sorry for the pressure. The guilt, the disappointment in yourself. How hard this must be! I just want you to know that I love you. That it is okay with me for you to be here. Any pressure you feel is not coming from me, it is but your own hesitation meeting up with desire that causes the tension that you feel. But rest for now, Dear One. Rest and be at peace. For nothing is expected of you in this moment. This is a moment of safety and you are safe to be here with me. I can love you and hold you in my arms. I will not push your fears away from me or rationalize them away. I am willing to be here with you, for you are precious to me. I love you, Dear. Rest. It is okay for you to feel this way. I understand you . And I love you. What if it is okay for you to be here…feeling this way…just as you are? What if this was not a problem. When I consider it…when I simply let you be, I see that you do not need anymore pressure. That you need to know that it’s okay. I realize that there is nothing wrong with you. That it is perfectly normal for you to feel this way. When I stop making it wrong for you to hold back and not express your truth or share your visions, I begin to validate you. I feel a greater respect for your feelings and I wonder if, perhaps, you were not meant to express yourself in this way (whatever way you felt you were “supposed” to be). And it occurs to me that I might seek your guidance and discover your truth…the expression that would give you joy. May I ask…In your fear…what relief were you looking for? What would be the ultimate, satisfying realization that would free you? What is Love’s answer to your fear?
It would be to know that I am loved anyway. Whether I fail or I succeed…life is not a test with a timer ticking down. To know it’s not really all that complicated and I am loved for just being me– that it is literally is okay. It’s hard for me to even imagine that this is the case. That Love could be so great and I could be let off the hook. I am sure that if given the space in Love, I would want nothing more than to share and express and create. To know, once and for all, that I am irrevocably accepted, treasured and loved: This is the reassurance my fear is seeking which would set my heart to rest.
Then let me proclaim a blessing over you. May you come to love and accept yourself for the treasure that you are; seeking nothing more than your own loving attention, placing no demands upon yourself than the obligations of kindness, tenderness and love. May you walk in freedom and may joy be your compass and your guide. May the foundations of all your activities, plans and imaginings be a bedrock of trust– the unshakable fortress that upholds your every step. May you know who you are, not by what you’ve accomplished by through the recognition of what gives you peace. And may your divine light shine its brightest in your own quiet embrace of al that makes you you. Be blessed Dear One and start HERE with Love.
Wow. I am greatly comforted by this love. I had courage to revisit my original question…of whether it was okay for me to be here with you, as you are, and not hide your beauty. I think it was I that needed to be seen and heard all along. I had been dismissing myself as a guiding agent as to how you are to be presented. I belittled myself and thought that my way was not enough– that I could not do you justice. But now that you have heard and seen me an given me a voice, it is easier for me to look at you and find a space for you in my life. So, can I be here with you? And the answer is: You are everything good. You are everything I love. I silencing you, I put away my joy. It’s fun to be you! It makes me want to laugh like a little girl playing dress up. I’ve been taking this way too seriously! How silly and dramatic and over the top we can be together. And why not? Life’s a bore any other way. Thank you, thank you thank you for being here with me. I love you too.