A Prayer for the Forgotten and the Dismissed

Dear Souls of the Silent Corners,

Forgotten and Dismissed

This week, we lift our hearts for those whom the world refuses to see.

The ones pushed aside in crowded streets, spoken over in boardrooms, underpaid, overlooked, or ignored.

Those judged by their clothes, their accent, their skin, or their struggle.

To the unhoused and unseen, to the elderly left behind, to the workers who labor without thanks, to the ones whose names are never called—this prayer is for you.

You are not invisible to the Universe.

You are not forgotten by truth.

You are not less than anyone.

Your worth is not defined by your status.

Your dignity cannot be taken by another’s opinion.

You are a sacred thread in the fabric of this world.

Even when society walks past you, even when the powerful mock your pain, you carry something they do not see: a spirit that endures, a heart that still beats with purpose.

Breathe, dear soul.

Place your hand on your heart.

Say softly:

“I am not forgotten.

I am not less.

I am life itself, and I belong.”

To those who feel unworthy: you are worthy.

To those who feel discarded: you are held by the great silence, the divine breath, the unshakable truth that all beings matter.

Let this week be one of remembering.

Let us not just pray for the forgotten—Let us see them, respect them, and stand with them.

And if you are among them, know this:

You are not alone.

You are not broken.

You are precious beyond measure.

With deep reverence,

Master Manuang Gold