Sometimes I feel almost a sense of despair. My emotions are strong and seemingly too much to deal with. I feel trapped and I try to think of things I can do to make it better. Who can I talk to? Where can I go?
I barely remember my divine mother, and it’s as though I’ve lost faith in her existence. But I decide to go to her anyway, to face the pain of everything I’m feeling and sincerely ask for help. To my surprise the pain begins to lift. I feel lighter and happier.
My divine mother is the most precious part of my life. I wish everyone knew about her, and that they can go to her always.