Category Archives: depression

Prayer for the Higher Self

positive_energy_girl_(from Marianne Williamson’s Illuminata: A Return to Prayer)

Dear God,

In this one moment I recognize that there is within me a perfect Self:

A Self that is not dysfunctional;

A Self that is not weak but strong;

Not limited, but unlimited;

Not small, but huge;

Not in pain but in peace;

Not faithless and scared but all-knowing, all loving, serene and calm and happy through the grace of God.

I have been playing with the toys of death and weakness.

I have been playing at sickness and playing at addiction.

I have been playing at dysfunction and limitation and war.

I have been playing at hunger and violation of myself and others.

I have been playing with toys that are dangerous.

But I desire to play the games of death no more.

In this moment, I ask You, dear God, to release me from my destructive thinking.

I take up now the mantle of Your magnificence.

…I invoke Your light.

I receive Your heaven, which replaces hell.

I do not look back.

I do not stop my eyes at the veil of horror that surrounds the world, but rather I extend my vision to the possibilities for love for myself and others.

I step out of my childhood, into my adulthood; out of my weakness, into my strengths; out of my fear, into my love; out of my small self, into You.

Dear God, please make me new.

Amen.

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The Most Powerful Purpose You Could Ever Have

I’d been suffering through a low-grade semi-depression for a few weeks (pretty much since New Year’s Day), partly from not having a clearly defined purpose or goal to work towards, and partly from our family’s new schedule not allowing me much time to meditate, journal about, or work towards any goal I might choose.

Then yesterday that depression came to a head when the one goal I had chosen was suddenly squashed by a conversation I had with my husband.

Suddenly I was left adrift, floating aimlessly, feeling very un-driven and purposeless. Not a very all-American feeling.

And right at the very end of the day, as I was tucking myself into bed early, I picked up my journal to scrawl a few ridiculous lines about how I was so depressed I was practically suicidal (in the sense of wanting this all to just end already so we could all go straight to Heaven).

But the odd thing was that what came to mind was that now my only purpose, goal, and intention for this year was PRAYER.

And with that realization came a flood of hope and power.

I’m really going to dedicate this entire year to the practice of prayer???

What?!?! This is going to be the most ridiculously powerful year ever!!!

And so it begins. The best purpose ever.

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