My Mom believed that what you would say and how you thought had the power to help you or condemn you. She believed that in the literal sense. I grew up realizing the power of words. I knew from early on, that when I elected to use that power negatively, I could deeply hurt the intended individual. It was shameful behaviour and I am not proud of it. I own the hurt that I caused and will continue to make amends.
With this understanding, I started to write down what I hoped for from the universe. If you could view my old journals, I know that you would find them a mingled mess of humor, sadness, pain, desire, and a self-loathing view of my life as I saw it. I wanted the universe to change me in order to satisfy the needs of others. With time, I learned to love myself, outside and in.
My current asks to the Universe are steeped in love, sadness, and hope. Below are a few of mine which I wrote down and spoke out loud, on Saturday August 31st, 2019.
A list can tell you a lot about a person. It is clear where my mind is at right now. I urge you to write down your hopes. They are not for the eyes of others, unless you wish to share. Please remember that our community is our safe space.