Blessed are those whose transgressions against their own mind are forgiven, whose lower energies are covered.
Blessed are the beings whom the inner self reflect peace, and in whose spirit there is no guile.
When I kept silence, my bones waxed old through my roaring all the day long.
For day and night the lower planes of energy were heavy upon me: my moisture was turned into the drought of summer.
I acknowledged the lower energies along with my iniquity.
I said, I will confess the needs of my lower plane and forgive myself first
When we forgive ourselves together at a time that suites us all, for sure the floods of great water will not drown our inner spirit.
I am my hiding place, I will preserve myself from troubles with songs of a journey from near and far.
I will help in ways that teach, I will help in ways that show the path; I will guide with wisdom.
Please do not be hardheaded or stubborn my dear,
Many tears were shed by those who are stuck, but those who understand will be happy.
Be graceful in your steps, and smile upon the world those who have found your inner self.