The power of magic ascends as a prayer. I write you these words to remind you every one, even prayers, can appear as a nay-sayer.
How you choose your no's is how you guide your knows.
Pray for everyone's sweetest life, for that too would reflect you. You may never cross paths again and yet prayers all have a way in.
When you release the picture of what it could be, God plays pease as a melody, You meet angels in the eyes of grace and you're reminded that you are your only saving grace. See this prayer is a story of you, too.
It's to remember that self-love is a gift from above if you're on Earth; but within Gods eyes, perfection is within the d(i/e) stress of knowing you're blessed.
Words are the punctuation of our unspoken works. Only the softest hearts have met their selves fallen apart. It was the wings of your grace that copy pasted a smile on your face. The peace of your intentions caught Gods attention and the purity of your soul directed the heavens exactly where to go.
May is a month as is a word that even after Aprils fools and showers; June brings dirt more flowers. Even after the hazey days of my roof, my rules, the sun shine winks in style.
God is the echo of your death to say what a roof can rule a youniverse will school. Its in the unseen pain that God even honors you in vein. The peace in your cells as ashes of deadescents. We are united as one; the dust underneath your feet to the falling leaves passing you through the streets.
When you meet your self as a friend,
begin at the end.
Heavenly love is all
ways from within.
Wishing you a soulfully serene Self-ie Care Sunday.
Affirmations for a soulfully serene Self-ie care Sunday
I release resentment to the skies, I love this choice of wise.
I embrace the identities that have shaped my story for sweetness.
I am what I am. I love who I am becoming.
Ease is within your reach. It's the choice of choosing to see through to your next you. Take a moment to absorb the words that impacted your story deepest - particularly for your self-ie.
You've never been this you. Couldn't this too be true?