As you sit,
pen in hand,
the blank page of promise before you.
May inspiration arise within.
May words flow strong and true,
dripping from your pen like dewdrops.
May you shake off the doubts,
and comparisons that assail from all sides.
Discarding them like an unwanted coat.
May you dilute the poison of perfectionism.
Standing strong in the truth of your calling,
and honestly owning your voice.
May your words
be a divine interaction
giving life,
hope,
joy,
and peace.
Amen
“May you dilute the poison of perfectionism.”
THIS. So good Jodie!
Thanks Klara