I am so sorry that you’re in so much pain. But I want you to know something important. Just because you have a problem does not mean there is something wrong with you. I know that’s not what you’ve been hearing your whole life, from yourself, too. But that is the lie every human has believed.
I’ve watched you your whole life. I watched you turn from a smiling, happy baby into an angry teen, and I completely understood why you rebelled. But it did not work out well. Now you feel alone, friendless, worthless, and hopeless. But don’t let the Dark win, Sweetheart. There is too much light in you to throw away. You can turn this around. You are loved, albeit by flawed, wounded people. You are loved by the Great Mother, Earth Herself, but you have to let yourself have that Love.
Ask for help. Right now, out loud, simply admit "I don’t know where to turn. I don’t know what to do. I’m so tired. Please help me. Please send me a wise grandfather whom I can trust fully to help me find my path back".
I have already told the Dark, "No. You cannot have him." And I, too, have asked for your loving mentor to appear. On my altar, the jaguar staff from Peru is lying face-down on top of the surrogate doll from Pisac that represents you. Now I’m asking you to stay open to these suggestions. Go looking for the light inside you. You know it’s there – or if you don’t, simply trust me, who has felt your soul your whole life – because I do know. I’m loving you, Dillon. Just as you are right now. Homeless. Jobless. Feeling alone and lost. I’ve been there a number of times in my life, so I know you can get through them. You’re incredibly strong simply to have survived this long. Now it’s time to create a life that you want to live.
I love you Granma
