Dear Blessed Mother
Dear Blessed Mother, with your love, your compassion, your beauty and your truth, bless us, heal us, reveal to us what is in balance, what is well, what is healthy, what is loving, so that we can free ourselves to be at peace and in love with all of your creation and all of our creation.
May we be warriors for light, for love, and for the expression of our truth in all of our being: our body, our spirit, our soul, and our creations. May we be lovers, in love with creation, with life, and with the world as it is, regardless of appearances.
May we be instruments of your healing and compassion always. May I always have the abundance I need to do my work, to perfect my art, and to support my beautiful body.
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Dear Blessed Mother, Cradle me in your arms.
Hold me close to your bosom. Fill me with the grace of your love.
For you are life. My blood intertwined into all of your creation.
I honor you.
May the divine femine surround me. Your womb hold me.
May I remember all that you are.
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Dear Blessed Mother, I remember the moment we touched our light, the merging of our light in your womb ~The moment when my breath interlocked with yours and we became one.
I remember the moment the stars broke open and the grace of life blessed our journey. I remember feeling your joy, your pain, your fear and your love, entangled in the sweet reflection of the divine gift of life.
I remember your gaze and the depth of your eyes, the penetrating force of your light, a gateway of dreams, forgiveness and touch. I remember your fire, burning the walls so there was only space, endless, unfolding, a rapture of cycles, spinning, shifting lights, motion and grace. It was you who taught me to trust. And now I place your gift into the world as you have done for me. Shaking hands opening with your gift of creation.
May we be warriors for light, for love, and for the expression of our truth in all of our being: our body, our spirit, our soul, and our creations. May we be lovers, in love with creation, with life, and with the world as it is, regardless of appearances.
May we be instruments of your healing and compassion always. May I always have the abundance I need to do my work, to perfect my art, and to support my beautiful body.
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Dear Blessed Mother, Cradle me in your arms.
Hold me close to your bosom. Fill me with the grace of your love.
For you are life. My blood intertwined into all of your creation.
I honor you.
May the divine femine surround me. Your womb hold me.
May I remember all that you are.
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Dear Blessed Mother, I remember the moment we touched our light, the merging of our light in your womb ~The moment when my breath interlocked with yours and we became one.
I remember the moment the stars broke open and the grace of life blessed our journey. I remember feeling your joy, your pain, your fear and your love, entangled in the sweet reflection of the divine gift of life.
I remember your gaze and the depth of your eyes, the penetrating force of your light, a gateway of dreams, forgiveness and touch. I remember your fire, burning the walls so there was only space, endless, unfolding, a rapture of cycles, spinning, shifting lights, motion and grace. It was you who taught me to trust. And now I place your gift into the world as you have done for me. Shaking hands opening with your gift of creation.