Dear Universe,
this is my time. After a life of service—comforting
lost children and leading families home, I’m ready. This is my time. I’m grateful for all the opportunities to be
of service—at deathbeds, counseling rooms, and empty houses. I loved it all. I especially remember visiting orphans in
their foster homes and holding them in my arms. At those times, I felt angels
hovering over my shoulder and I knew it was you.
Now I’m ready to
release all limits. I send a blessing to
myself: May I inhabit the heart of a hummingbird, who sees the world as a giant
garden offering sustenance for the asking.
Dear Universe, it
is my time. I’m ready to receive. I ask now.
©Claudia
Rose, Ph.D.
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