Dear Universe,

Dear Universe,

Today, I stand before you, asking for life to be blessed and for the courage to embrace necessary abandonment. May what remain of me from this moment forward serve as my redemption. May the tomorrows that await me welcome and receive me anew, whole, and unbroken.

?May the next page of my life be blank, ready to be filled with new experiences and lessons. May my heart be filled with love, compassion, and understanding. Amidst my mistakes, may I find the strength to forgive myself. Between my complaints, may I find a horizon where I can honor my potential.

I write these words as a prayer, a beacon to light the path ahead. I seek the acquittal of my own conscience, a release from the burdens of guilt and regret. I ask for the courage to renounce the fears that hold me back, the fears that remain unspoken and misunderstood.

Now is the time for me to reclaim my wings, to soar above the challenges and obstacles that lie ahead. I write these words as a confession, a reminder of what I can become when I am free to love and be loved. I write these words as a testament to the freedom that comes from expressing my deepest thoughts and feelings.

May this prayer serve as a beacon, guiding me towards the person I aspire to be. May it remind me of my potential, my capacity for love, and my ability to rise above the challenges that life throws my way.

Sarava!

Copyright ? Beatriz Esmer

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