Temple in the Gaze: A Subversive Prayer for the Misfit Soul

How to Let Mary Magdalene and Friends Love You Into Remembering Who You Are (Before You Spiral Again)

You’ve tried affirmations. You’ve tried cold plunges. You’ve tried pretending you’re already healed while secretly doomscrolling memes about your attachment style. This practice isn’t that. It’s an ancient-future recalibration of consciousness, loosely inspired by Nous Ignition Protocols and heavily blessed by renegade saints. Instead of an anchoring prayer, we open with the “Field of Merit”—a silent invocation of those who’ve loved you into being. Yes, you’re allowed to use people who didn’t ghost you after your spiritual awakening. No, you don’t have to use Jesus and Mary. You can call in the Dalai Lama, your therapist, or your dead grandmother who made bomb lasagna. But the energy is the same: unwavering love without condition, the gaze that says, “You were never broken, just disoriented.”