A prayer after hitbodedut

Master of the World, I have just finished speaking with You. Sometimes I come out of such a time lighter, and sometimes with an even fuller heart. I thank You for the very possibility of sitting and pouring out what is in my heart, with no one interrupting and without having to explain.

Let me not judge what just happened. Not to think it was good only if I cried or felt something great, and a failure if I was dry. Let me know that I spoke, and that is already something.

And if I understood something while I spoke, a decision, something I must repair, a person I must reach out to, let me not forget it the moment I get up. Help me take it with me and make one practical step of it today.

And if pain remains in me that was not resolved, I do not need to close it by force. Let me leave it open before You until next time, and know that it is kept with You and not lost.

And let me return to life out of this quiet: to speak with my family with the patience I found here, to work with a calmer heart.

And let me come back here again tomorrow, even if I do not feel like it, because I know this connection is built day by day.

And let me leave here with joy, and know that every conversation with You, even the shortest and simplest, is never lost, and is kept before You.