My spirit longs for rest. I am replete. Empty. Spent. It's been one of those energy-sapping, positivity-depleting, faith-challenging couple of weeks. The kind of season when all I need is a nudge and I'm wallowing in the murky waters of self-pity and feeling unhinged and uncentered.
A friend who knows my travails of late send me this mantra. "Om namo bhagavate." It means "I incite and surrender to the divine."
I incite and surrender to the divine.
I surrender, Lord.
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