THERE IS STILL HOPE

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This is a RE-POST

FOR A WOMAN WHO FEARS SHE IS TOO DAMAGED TO LOVE AGAIN

Holy Spirits of Fire befriend and warm me.
Earth and Water wrap me in thy bounty.
Spirits of Air guide me to walk the paths of my heart.
Sun smile on me. Stones accept me. Stars remind me.
Ocean storms burnish my terrors to translucent pearls.
Creatures of hills and hollows, beings beneath the ground watch over me, comfort and nourish me.
Snakes and rivers, ancient dragons, dance sinuously with me.
Swirling spirit of volcano invest me with power.
Eagle and sparrow give me wings and sight.
Snails of Buddha, saints of God, Great Spirit, Yahweh, Magus, Shiva, Isis, Astarte of the flowing heart, Goddess of Grain, Angel of Sweetness, Higher Power, protect me, fearful, angry, and armoured; as I am the giver, healer, striver, survivor and lover.
Cherish me—waif and victim, elf and Amazon.
See me a holy woman now. Touch me.
Brush me with the breath of love.
Ganesh, a sacred elephant who cries human tears and oversees new ventures, help me begin again.

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