Garibaldi. Prayer Based on Patterns

Fragments of a prayer created on the basis of the biography of a condottiere.

I forgave myself for losing faith that I can be happy, joyful, creative, safe, and kind after what the avatars of my soul did in its previous incarnations. I accept the genius and extraordinary intelligence of many previous incarnations of my soul. I accept that I have been given by God the power, love, and strength to forgive myself for our entire past, for the past of our former incarnations. I accept that I now have the possibility of making many positive changes through the efforts of entire societies and individuals. I accept that I now have the possibility of making all positive changes with the help of God, the Creative Force of Love.

I forgave myself for directing and using the genius of my own mind and my extraordinary abilities many times toward destruction, and in selfishness bringing unhappiness to many people around me. I forgave myself for having the habit of undertaking collapsing causes, of rebuilding from the beginning that which was already falling apart and dying. I forgave myself for taking on such work that others no longer wanted to do, that others were unable to do because everything was already heading toward collapse. I forgave myself for the fact that in every incarnation of my soul I dealt with difficult matters that no one else was able or willing to concern themselves with any longer.

It no longer has to be this way. It can no longer continue this way. As a being of light and love, I chose lightness, ease, happiness, and joy in my life. I chose the satisfaction of not having to overstrain myself or burn myself out internally through increasingly difficult matters constantly placed before me by fate or by God.

I forgave everyone who needed to use me and the previous incarnations of my soul for dark matters and dark interests. I now forgave all those who needed to use me and the previous incarnations of my soul for work in the uniform of a soldier, a guard, or for work in a hospital. I forgave myself for being driven into work in uniform, the work of a soldier, the work of a guard, and work in a hospital by all my former intentions, my confusion, my low self-esteem, various missions, vows, and my own karma.

I forgave myself for longing for the warm climate of Italy and Greece, for the deeply rooted blockage of longing expressed through freezing hands and poorly functioning peripheral blood circulation. I do not have to freeze; I may have a wonderfully functioning heart, kidneys, liver, pancreas, and spleen. I do not have to feel cold simply because in previous incarnations of my soul I liked such hot tropical, subtropical, and equatorial climates.

I forgave myself for all the confusion I experienced in my relationship with (…), for the fact that it all confused my life and my understanding of God, of God the Father, and of the divine mother, the feminine counterpart of God the Father. I forgave myself for transferring the confusion and chaos I carried regarding women onto my understanding and image of God, the Creative Force of Love, and onto the feminine aspect of God.

I forgave myself for not paying attention to worldly matters, to money, and for not being particularly interested in easy and innocent ways of obtaining, possessing, and earning it. I forgave myself for being completely deprived of the gift of earning money. I forgave myself for closing myself off from manifesting the divine abundance that God always has for me. I forgave myself for using earned and possessed money, divine prosperity, on swords, rifles, wars with others, and wars against God, the Creative Force of Love.

Opublikowano: 18/05/2026
Autor: Sławomir Majda
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