Mother, please help me to receive. Please banish these feelings of fear, of unworthiness. Please help me to allow this destiny, this beautiful and serene gift— life— to be mine. Show me my way.
Dearest beautiful child,
Oh be oh my! Look at you. You have arrived into the holy land.
See the fresh rain. You, star child, are cleansed.
The journey has reached finality. Completion has come. Now it is time to wade in the river and relish in the blooms of sweet lilac.
This is for you, because you outpour love and goodness in all the realms you grace. You wander and the wild becomes you. You are the gift, love daughter.
Violet one. Be now. Be in the quiet as you are one with this free land.
The spirits here hold you, they already know you and freedom is at your feet.
You are this. And this, this is yours. You may receive it because it is already, and always has been, forever will be— you.