The fastest way to get to know your people and fall in love with everyone? Ask them what they’re praying for. Or ask them to pray for you.

1. TAKING PRAYER REQUESTS

I was heading to Egypt and wanted to maximize the light. I’m also keen on burning karma, and I love Love so… I texted a few friends, twelve to be exact, and asked them if they wanted me to take a prayer of theirs to the temples.

Here’s what I texted them:

Love…

If you’re moved, send me a short prayer that you’d like brought to the power spots in Egypt. I’ll write it out and carry it in. You can send them in code words for privacy or be specific. Whatever feels inspired.

I’ll bring them to:

1. Dendera, Hathor’s Temple of Divine Love + Beauty.

2. Abydos, where there was a hospital for body + spirit… holy codes.

3. The King’s Chamber in Giza… mega activator

Light downpours + Love,

D xo

Some people spoke prayers in the positive, as if the prayer was already answered. They were like professional manifestors. I love them.

Karis gave me a numbered list. Love it.

Some people asked me to create a prayer because they felt lost. I love them.

Sabeeha sent me her prayer in Sanskrit. Boss.

Glynnis’ prayer began, “Divine Beloved, I am Your Divine Daughter…” Now I refer to myself as Life’s Divine Daughter.

One friend had a terrible crisis in her family, and her Motherly invocation could heal a nation.

Another friend—whom I’ve actually never met in person—sent in such an intimate prayer about longing for her Beloved that I knew we were going to be friends forever.

Donald wrote an essay-prayer, which aggravated me because I had to transcribe it on the bus ride.

I wrote them out in my journal and tore them into small enough sections that I could fit them all in my bra. I carried them temple to temple. In Abidos, I rubbed them in the temple dirt, mostly for dramatic proof.

When I see one of those friends, I give them the prayer. Some have been answered.

Amen, A-ho, Thank you for the honour.

I will keep being a Prayer Sherpa.

2. SAYING YOUR PRAYERS

I used to think I had to bring my polished self to God in order to have my prayers answered. That if I were prayerful enough, grateful enough, good enough, I could petition God with my perfection and then be worthy of having my desires fulfilled.

I don’t do that anymore.

Now… I just pray like a mad woman. Messy and powerful, beautiful and honest. Naked. Real. I give it all I’ve got. Holy human divine intimacy.

3. ASKING FOR PRAYERS

This summer, I was in the excruciating experience of my relationship coming to an end. The grief was enormous. On a day of particular emotional pain, I messaged my most Catholic, prayerful sister-friend and asked: Can you please send me a prayer?

She is skilled. I wept when this came in. I said it many times.

A Prayer from Michelle for Broken Hearts

Creator-God, Jesus, our guide and protector, Holy Spirit, the breath and energy of life, thank you for this gift of this day and the many blessings we experience each day. I pray for your beloved (and my beloved) Veronica Danielle LaPorte.

Her heart—her whole being—is heavy with grief and sorrow… For what was, for what is and for what will not be. Please help her to sink into your tender embrace and to have faith that embodying these powerful, painful and oh so difficult thoughts and feelings is an important part of her healing process. This will not last, and you will carry her through this. This grief and sorrow are not even all about her current heartache. Please support her to allow the grief to flow, to trust it will not swallow her up.

Please help her to know in every fibre of her being that she is your beloved. Nothing she can do or say, nothing she has said or done, can separate her from you. She does not need to do or be or say anything to earn your embrace. Your love is everlasting… it is never earned. In the name of Jesus Christ our Saviour, Amen. xo

Amen, my friends, amen.

With Love,