An Apology to Faith

To the substance of things hoped for and the evidence of things not seen, aka Faith, I offer a most humble apology.

Instead of lifting my eyes and hands to the sky and releasing my desires to the universe, I kept one hand in front of my face in order to scrutinize what I beheld, and the other I used to lean, foolishly, on my own understanding. Instead of operating from a point of wisdom and confidence in my ability and my divine right to co-create, I let my ego run rampant, leaving no room for you – Beautiful, all encompassing, you. I’m ready now, to open my palms and let go of childish ways, and yet maintain my child like wonder, intuitive knowing, and my unwavering trust. Beloved consort of action, I give my everything to you, having only you to lean on to provide, protect, and nourish all that I cherish.

All my love,

Dava

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