I pray, always. I then ask myself “how old do I feel in this moment?”
The answer to this usually tells me how old I was when I first experienced this feeling. Only then, when I realize the feeling is just an expression of a childhood injury, that I can remind myself:
I am a unique expression of God’s love
I am not alone. Not now, not ever.
Rejection is protection.
The infinite Universe knows what is best for me.
I accept this situation as being exactly as it is supposed to be in this moment.
I am love and light.
I then thank Spirit for clarity and pray for the well being and happiness of the person.
-BH
