Sekhmet, Ferocious Mother, I surrender.
I am so afraid right now.
I am crumbling down, crumbling down.
All these things that I tried to be
Are being fed to me bitter and burnt.
Help me consume my own illness,
Transform weakness into power.

Hathor, Beautiful Mother, I surrender.
I know nothing of pleasure.
I only know how to please others
Shaping myself into what least offends
So that someone, anyone, will love me.
Help me see clearly in your Mirror,
To remain true and love what I see in me.

Ma’at, Perfect Mother, I surrender.
Afraid and suffering, I open myself to you.
Help me find my way in the dark.
My heart weighs less than your feather
When I am true to how you made me.
I know all things ultimately serve you,
But assist me to do so consciously.

Ra, Glorious Father, I surrender.
I release myself to follow the path of my life.
Where would we be if your barque
Did not follow its course through the sky?
Help me to likewise shine! Steady on!
I am the voice of the hawk in the sky.
I am the corona of the sun.

I wrote this prayer during a particularly difficult time in my life.  Never doubt that your prayers are heard.  ~S.H.

Photo by Shelby PDX (via Flickr).