Queen of cups

When I allow my cup to be filled

Opening myself in trust and surrender

To all the love and gifts the Divine wants to put into me

Once I am still

Once I am willing

Once I give in to being the grateful vessel

It all flows in

Impossibly potent and pure

And my cup quickly runs over

With nourishing, replenishing divine waters

Full of abundance in every form

For me and all who are connected to me

Flowing in a miraculous infinite current of love

That nothing by my own effort was holding back.

— India Leigh