Hey Universe

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 31^st, 2019.

• A happy, healthy and emotionally strong Emma
• BreakFree23 to help as many people as possible
• The means for me to help as many people that I can
• For my Mom to forgive me
• Eric and I to continue to grow, learn, love, respect, care, endure and connect with each other for 1000 years. (I know it sounds long. It’s an inside thing between E and I)
• A relationship with my daughter which is loving, healthy, honest, and respectful

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.