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October 13, 2013
Prayer for Abusers

"A Study Group for Learning to Live the Wisdom of Ernest Holmes"

By: Aimee Phillips


We occasionally read or hear a dreadful story in the news and we sit back and wonder how a person/s could commit such an atrocity. As a follower of New Thought, you may ask yourself, “How can I emotionally handle the reactions I feel when I hear of the incredible things the victims have suffered?”

I found a prayer on the Internet by Kuan Yin. I know nothing about this person except that this is the prayer that I want to go back to often when I feel the emotional outrage of some horrible crime I hear about in the media. I share this prayer with you so that you, too, can raise your thoughts to a higher, and hopefully more productive, level. There are also situations in our lives and in our society that cause outrage within us, and this prayer can help us deal with those.

Kuan Yin’s Prayer for the Abuser
To those who withhold refuge,
I cradle you in safety at the core of my Being.
To those that cause a child to cry out,
I grant you the freedom to express your own choked agony.
To those that inflict terror,
I remind you that you shine with the purity of a thousand suns.
To those who would confine, suppress, or deny,
I offer the limitless expanse of the sky.
To those who need to cut, slash, or burn,
I remind you of the invincibility of Spring.
To those who cling and grasp,
I promise more abundance than you could ever hold onto.
To those who vent their rage on small children,
I return to you your deepest innocence.
To those who must frighten into submission,
I hold you in the bosom of your original mother.
To those who cause agony to others,
I give the gift of free flowing tears.
To those that deny another’s right to be,
I remind you that the angels sang in celebration of you on the day of your birth.
To those who see only division and separateness,
I remind you that a part is born only by bisecting a whole.
For those who have forgotten the tender mercy of a mother’s embrace,
I send a gentle breeze to caress your brow.
To those who still feel somehow incomplete,
I offer the perfect sanctity of this very moment.

Yours in the Light
Aimee