that time is a spiral,
that every change
is a chance to try again.
a new month, a new week, a new day
I tell myself, “This time will be different.”
facing a transition with hope and kavanot
the same fears, the same beliefs,
stories that have served me,
that continue to hurt me,
no matter how many times
I’ve tried to let them go.
to believe the soul You’ve placed within me is pure,
to know, without a doubt, that I am good.
when I fail and fall, when I find myself here, tomorrow or next year,
God, teach me to see myself with compassion.
Help me forgive myself, as I have forgiven others,
and as You have always forgiven me.
because I am whole in my holiness
a human who is praisable, who is worthy,
who is loved.
even when I can’t accept or forgive myself.