40 Prayers for 40 and Beyond: A Love Letter to Growth, Motherhood, and Becoming
“Forty isn’t the end of my youth, it’s the beginning of my power. A season where I carry my past with gratitude, my present with presence, and my future with unstoppable faith. May this be the decade I honor the mother, the woman, and the creator within me. All at once. All fully. Unapologetically.”
Dear 40,
We met last week and I have to be honest, I was feeling a bit indifferent about you. But you have proved to be the exact opposite of everything I thought you would be. You came in with a kind of softness and grace that I have never known. You brought with you the kind of laughter and love that people only dream of. And you carried with you the kind of peace where I once felt chaos and clarity where I once had confusion.
You feel like a gentle hug and self-trust. Like a warm welcome home to a version of me that I’ve always known was there, but never fully experienced.
This decade, I don’t want to prove or overperform. I simply want to live intentionally, love deeply, laugh freely, create boldly, and rest unapologetically. And I want to nurture myself with the same care, kindness, and tenderness that I have freely given to everyone else.
So here are 40 prayers for 40. A collection of bold blessings and manifestations for who I am, who I’ve been, and who I’m still becoming.
May I finally feel at home in my own skin.
May I feel confident in the mother I am. Imperfect, intuitive, and most importantly, enough.
May I experience softness that doesn’t make me feel small.
May I continue showing up as the woman I was designed to be and lead with power and ease.
May I prioritize what feeds my soul.
May I choose presence over perfection.
May my love continue to be rooted in trust, tenderness, patience, and joy.
May my love continue to meet me where I am and choose me daily.
May my lover and I continue to learn from one another with excitement, happiness, and wonder.
May my daughter always feel seen even in my silence.
May I be given grace during the moments I feel stretched too thin.
May I outgrow the people, spaces, and places that no longer serve me.
May inspiration flow freely, guiding me to create without judgement and fear.
May I remember that joy is my birthright and not a prize.
May my friendships continue to be a safe space for my truth.
May I always be reminded that I am still a woman outside of motherhood.
May I always trust that what’s meant for me will never require me to shrink.
May my home always be filled with warmth, safety, and shared joy, even in chaos.
May I always love my body as she changes, softens, and carries me.
May I find moments of fullness even in stillness.
May my creativity continue to blossom in unexpected ways, reminding me that inspiration lives in the ordinary.
May I remember that baby steps are still steps, small wins are still wins, and that growth can still happen during moments of silence.
May I trust my instincts, my choices, and the rhythm of my own life.
May the unknown hold opportunities for joy, connection, and discovery.
May I experience laughter-filled mornings and evenings wrapped in tender kisses.
May I trust what I can’t yet see.
May my boundaries always protect the peace I’ve prayed for.
May my daughter’s memories be soft and joyful.
May I forgive. But most importantly forgive myself.
May my beauty never have to be captured in order to feel real.
May I embrace change and curiosity with courage.
May I remember that my creative voice is unique, valuable, and worthy of expression.
May my laughter echo through every room I walk into.
May I always remain in alignment.
May I have the courage to let the good things last.
May I experience success that feels like freedom and not fatigue.
May I have meaningful conversations that nourish me without leaving me feeling drained.
May my future self look back over my life with pride and not regret.
May I be gentle with myself, celebrating the woman I am today while honoring who I am becoming.
And may this next chapter be guided by God, rooted in love, and written with faith.
Forty is not a finish line. It’s an invitation to move forward with intention, gratitude, and love. And these prayers are reminders that growth doesn’t end at the start of a new decade, it just deepens.
So here’s to 40. May it always feel like unconditional love and faith in the woman I am growing into.
With Love,
Racquel