Dear Lovely Self: You have been so downtrodden, so burdened, so stuck and so lost for so long.

You secretly wish for delight and love and romance and poetry and goosebumps again.

I am here to tell you right now that these things are your birthright.  You are in the process of discovering how to manifest this effortless delight into your daily life.  How to acknowledge the limitless abundance that you are living in the midst of every moment.  You will look into the mirror from this moment forward and see the radiant beauty of your soul beaming back at you.  You will transform your vision of yourself from the criticized to the praised.  From this moment forward you will only sense the goddesses flowing through you.

Abra cadabra (as I say it, so is it created)