I send up a prayer to my goddess Hathor.
I beg her to give me the one I desire.
When we are lovers, we will thank her.
Joyfully, we will thank her.
And my beloved will cry out to me:
Lover, lover, lover, in the whole vast world,
I am the one destined for you by the goddess.
~Egyptian Prayer to Hathor
The goddess intends you to be loved. You are splendid and unique. You are creation. In all of human history, no person exactly like you has ever lived and breathed. Every cell of your body, every pattern in your thoughtful mind, is a new part of this universe. How can you ever doubt that you deserve much, much love?
And how could you ever doubt that you were meant to give love? Each person you meet is, like you, a worthy singularity. The goddess intends you to love. Meet each with love, and accept nothing less in return. Loving yourself as a irreplaceable part of the universe, you can then meet others with the same spirit. And then, from this myriad of shining possibilities, a lover will emerge to charm and delight you.
Love is a gift. It is also your birthright. In the name of the goddess, reach out and claim it.
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