Joan of Arc Blessing
Truthteller, I AM.
Gripped by my conviction,
my heart beckons my bravery
to face that which I have fled.
I pray to open my heart
so that my soulful truth
can rise as fire in my belly,
to be consecrated
by the love of my sacred heart
and
to be blessed by the blue-sky silver wave of truth
emanating as my words spoken.
No matter if my voice trembles, shakes or sings,
my empowered vulnerability frees my Divine authentic autonomy!
I feel Joan of Arc’s hand
centered over my heart on my back.
Energized by her transmission of strength,
my spine straightens
and my shoulders lift.
She whispers into my ear
and I receive her message as an emblem
instantaneously blazing within my heart.
As she slowly pulls back her hand,
broadening my aura,
I feel the presence of my own mighty Angelic wings.
She moves to the front of me
and delivers into my open hands,
an energetic shield and sword.
Seeing myself in her transmission,
I mirror her
and I place my shield over my heart
and lift my sword into the heavens.
I AM safe to be in my power!
I AM empowered to speak my heartfelt truths!
My pure-hearted holy light illuminates my path. As I forge ahead, my shield and sword transmute all fear into the beauty of hope.
Powerful, I AM.
Free, I AM.
LOVE, I AM.
Amen
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Reading about Joan of Arc’s blessing sparked a memory of a pilgrimage I took to a small French shrine when I was fourteen https://www.accc.gov.au/system/files/social-media-influencer-testimonials.pdf I remember standing in the cool stone nave, the faint scent of incense mixing with the distant hum of a choir, and feeling an unexpected surge of courage—just as Joan must have felt before she faced the battlefield. A local monk whispered a simple prayer, asking for “strength to follow one’s true calling,” and I left the chapel that day convinced I could stand up for what I believed in, even if it meant confronting my own fears. Lucky Elf Casino The story of Joan’s divine guidance reminded me how powerful a moment of quiet faith…