There are a few times when I receive a strong, gnawing feeling in my heart that something needs to be said. For some reason, this watercolored image that I painted came to mind with its corresponding message, and I crawled out of bed as a pure act of obedience. I am writing this tonight because I feel this message is meant for someone: You are loved. You are whole. Everything you need is already within you. 

My experience on this hill was so visceral and transformative. I stumbled up on that mountaintop with tear-stained cheeks and was met with a presence so healing and divine. A wave of peace washed over me, and that message rang so clear. As clear as a bell.

It's your message too. Perhaps you're not standing on a mountaintop. Maybe you're in bed, lying in a fetal position, or curled up on your couch, feeling just as hopeless and fearful and lost as I was. No matter where you are, this is for you:

You are loved.

You are loved.

You are loved.