Wise Woman Jan's inspiring poem and prayer- full of the truths we need to remember about loving ourselves just as we are -
MY GOD – by Jan
God is a woman – and on my side.
Anything that I really want to do is not frivolous. And spending lots of time doing it is what my Goddess wants me to do. She enjoys HER work and wants me to do the same.
My Goddess means me to do what I want to do.
My Goddess wants me to be fulfilled.
My Goddess wants me to fulfill my potential.
My Goddess is around all of the time and dwells within me. She isn’t living on high and looking down.
My Goddess is not a stern parent with rigid ideas on what is appropriate for me.
My Goddess is gleeful, fun-loving and creative. She loves life and wants me to love it too.
My Goddess is not sensible.
My Goddess does not want any more martyrs, thank you.
My Goddess is extravagant. She doesn’t recognise the concept of ‘enough and no more’ and doesn’t want me to, either. She didn’t make just one daffodil, after all – she made millions.
My Goddess is generous. She isn’t a cheapskate, or grudging, and doesn’t want me to be, either: with myself or with others.
My Goddess wants me to be good to myself.
My Goddess wants me to be powerful.
My Goddess will send me what I need. She will open doors and clear my path – even if not always in the way that I expect.
My Goddess will help me – all of the time.
My Goddess loves me and is kind.
MY GODDESS WANTS ME TO BE HAPPY.
© Jan McEvoy, 2011 .
MY PRAYER
O Goddess, please give me the strength to be kind to myself – and to others.
Help me to believe that I’m a precious being who deserves to be well-treated; and that there’s plenty out there for everyone – no need to stint, ever.
Help me to believe that I deserve good things to happen to me.
Help me to remember that time spent enjoying myself is not time wasted.
Please help me to stop procrastinating and to appreciate what I do achieve without pointing out all of its flaws and limitations. And help me to do the same for others.
Please help me to refrain from ‘raising the jumps’ on myself in my endeavours and so giving up.
Help me to remember that my childhood may not been great – but it’s over. And that it’s never too late to have a second, and better, one.
Help me to believe that it’s actually never too late to live the life that I deserve and to be really, truly creative and happy.
Help me to remember that the age I’ll be by the time I achieve what I want to achieve is exactly the same age as I’d be anyway.
Please help me to live the life that I want and not the life that other people sometimes try to hand me the dog-eared script for.
Help me to accept that both growth and healing take time and that I need not be impatient to do everything and be everything right now.
Yet please help me not to be frightened when I appear to be making progress.
Please help me to silence the Voice inside that tells me that I’m not so much when, actually,
I am an incredibly talented, productive and wonderful miracle.
Help me to realise, therefore, that, if I don’t speak out or put myself out there, then my unique voice will be lost forever.
Help me to remember that growing old beats dying young.
Help me to remember that my body is my temple – not my crack den.
Please help me to be grateful every day for everything that is wonderful in my life – and there is so much.
SO THANK YOU FOR ALWAYS BEING THERE. THANK YOU
© Jan McEvoy, 2011 ..