Amor fati
Let me embrace Compassion, for each of us carries burdens unspoken. Let me feel them in my heart, and not judge what I cannot see. Let me be absolutely Grateful, for every experience—the good, the bad, and the ugly— have arrived as messengers of the Divine, shaping art out of ordinary clay. May I become Humble, for I have only one desire left: to become a child again. To return to my Divine Mother's womb — innocent, sweet, humble, and wise, without even knowing that I am any of these.