Prayer for Love and Clarity



I pray open the door to love within my heart
that I may be blessed by self-love
and every form of love that embraces me.

I pray open the door to clarity in my mind
that I may move forward in life-giving ways.

And I pray open the door to Higher Love in my soul
that I may allow a Higher Power to do for me
what I am not able to do for myself.
Amen.

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