Dear Beloveds of my Womb,

As a mother of twins twice, I submit to the Energy that created me, for it was rooted in the foundation of Love. No matter the outcome. There is nothing but Love when it is allowed to flow like the river of blood on which it became the fruit of a laborious journey. Even a shortened journey is a worthy one. There is a lesson in all acts of Grace. This paradox-filled life has shown itself to be grounded in a grey area with an ombre hue. For me, that faded lining proved to be a wellspring of hope for a better tomorrow--even in the face of loss. I forgive the wound.

Today, on behalf of others who have met me at the crossroads, I am remembering acts of courage. I request that my vessel of transport for souls assigned to my care be filled to overflowing with ancestral wisdom, blessing the vast community of departed souls, surviving souls, and souls who are on their way, with angelic support. Forever and a day. I forgive the wound.

I now see that choice has prepared me to mother households, communities, and nations. I forgive the wound.

I have dispelled any and all feelings of despair. May my sweet, tender heart remain nestled in the center of said temple, mended and comforted in the face of threats, harmful acts, and disrespect. I forgive the wound.

Allow the power of this natural bond to be the shield within the Circle of Life that protects my Light from its own shadow. I forgive the wound.

Residing in the glow of love, I affirm the cloak of complete adoration for my fulfilling life. I am grateful for the lessons; and, I cherish all stages of my growth, knowing that each elevation will always match my level of understanding. I forgive the wound.

Ase