Prayer of Dissolution: Releasing Fear, Doubt, and the Old Voice
O Inner Light that never left me,
Breath of my breath,
Oversoul that waits without judgment—
I come before you not to ask,
but to surrender.
I have worn the mask of fear.
I have spoken in the voice of doubt.
I have bowed to the hesitation that once kept me safe.
But I am safe now.
Safe enough to shed the old shell.
Strong enough to release what I no longer need.
So I lay before you… My fear—let it be unknotted.
My doubt—let it be unspoken.
My hesitation—let it be forgiven.
I do not need to fight the small voice.
I need only to see it… and let it rest.
I now claim: Clarity as my language.
Peace as my presence.
Trust as my way.
I am not the fear.
I am the one who breathes through it. I am not the doubt.
I am the one who remembers.
I was never broken—only becoming. And now, I walk not as someone seeking proof,
but as someone who trusts the pulse in her chest.
So dissolve what clouds.
So soften what clenches.
So clear what no longer carries truth.
I am ready now.
To serve not from striving, but from stillness.
To walk not in noise, but in knowing.
So I breathe. So I remember. So it is.