Jun 292014

Sunday Prayer


May I be aware of my blessings,

for there are always blessings,

many blessings

that I often take for granted

like the air that gives me life.


May I receive the gifts,

for there are always gifts,

many gifts,

that I reject and refuse,

like the change that brings me

close to what I desire.


May I allow the miracles,

for there are always miracles,

many miracles

that I ignore or minimize

like the strength

that suddenly soars

from the depth of my being

in my weakest moment.


May I awake to Grace.



Maria Mar(c)2014

New York, New York


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Maria Mar is a Sacred Storyteller and shaman who champions you to change your old limiting story to create the new story of your brilliance illuminating the world. She helps you awaken your magic, express your creative genius, embody your purpose and live your potential now.