Sunday Prayer

It’s been awhile since I’ve written a Sunday prayer. It’s been a while since I’ve not tried to distract myself from the discomforts that I’m feeling. The sadness that comes with change, the worry that comes with uncertainty. The fear of making wrong decisions and letting go of the familiar and the comfortable. So I have stayed distracted, constantly in my head trying to escape the thoughts by numbing myself through shows, social media and anything else that can take me out of my body and somewhere in the abstract. But none of that serves me, none of that will allow the emotions to heal through me. The sadness is real, there is no joy in letting go of what you hold dear and there is grief in that. Pretending that you can handle it without feeling sad about it is denying yourself the opportunity to love what was and open up for what will come. The worry is real, it’s there to remind you to take precaution and to love yourself gently through the changes.

The distractions, they’re quick reactions to discomforts that I don’t want to feel, don’t want to process and don’t want to sit with. Why? I’m not sure, probably because I’ve been exhausted and there is no energy to cope with the healing right now. But here I am, feeling the cool air this Sunday morning against my skin. Completely aware of the crippling thoughts that are robbing me of my present and I’m writing. This is my process to feel, this is my opportunity to let go of the sensations that need to be set free in order to feel the extraordinary sensations that want to liven me up.

In prayer I hope I can cleanse my mind, body and soul from the thoughts that don’t serve me. So this Sunday I pray for:

I pray that I find kindness in my heart towards my healing journey. That I’m reminded of my beauty and not my downfalls.

I pray that I am able to open my heart to love from others, to receive it gracefully and to reflect it back ten-fold.

I pray for health, not just for myself and all those around me. But also for every human being that is here on this earth. Health is our only currency and it’s awful when we spend it all.

I pray for peace, for wisdom and for the comfort that everything will be ok even if it doesn’t feel that way.

I pray for compassion and warmth, for the reminder that I am held by so many and that I am not alone.

I pray for courage to lift me through the challenges and remind me of my wisdom and strength.

I pray for presence.

I pray for stillness.

I pray for energy.

I pray for joy.

I pray for laughter and humour.

I pray for freedom.

I pray for what it is I need.

I pray to find myself again, the me that is not trapped in her own head and thoughts. The me that is nothing but pure love, life and hope.

I pray again. This Sunday I pray.

Love Always,

M