Welcome to A Breath of Becoming.
I'm so grateful you're here.
Before we begin,
Just take a moment to find your cozy space.
Somewhere that you can sit or lie down with ease,
Where your body feels supported,
Where you can be safe,
Warm and comfortable.
Maybe roll your shoulders a little,
Maybe adjust your posture so that your spine feels long but your muscles are relaxed.
If you'd like,
You can gently close your eyes or simply soften your gaze.
Let yourself arrive here in this moment.
Nowhere to go,
Nothing to fix,
Just this small beautiful moment for you.
So let your next breath be an invitation to settle,
To soften,
To simply be here.
So we're exploring the quiet magic of springtime and the blooming that's happening within you.
There's a moment in spring when everything seems to leap forward.
Buds are bursting open,
Birdsong is weaving through the sky,
And blossoms are swelling with color,
Fresh green leaves unfurling toward the sun.
The very air hums with promise.
And maybe you feel it too,
That gentle tug beneath your ribs,
That whisper threading through your breath.
It's time.
But growth isn't always neat and tidy,
Sometimes it's wild and ruly,
Like roots cracking through stone or petals unfurling before they're fully ready.
There's a wild bloom happening inside of you right now,
And it doesn't need permission,
It simply needs trust.
You don't have to force your expansion,
You only need to stay close to what lights you up.
To lean toward warmth,
Toward life,
Even if you're still learning how to bloom,
How to blossom.
Let's honor your becoming with breath,
With presence,
With tenderness.
So just gently place one hand over your belly and the other over your heart.
Inhale deeply,
Now breathe in golden light,
The energy of fresh beginnings,
And exhale slowly,
Releasing tension,
Releasing resistance.
Inhale again,
Breathing golden light directly into your heart,
Exhale and softly whisper inwards,
I trust my unfolding.
Let's breathe together now,
In your own time,
For three more gentle rounds.
With each inhale,
Gather up hope,
Trust,
And new energy.
With each exhale,
Let go of old doubts,
Old timelines,
Old expectations,
And continue.
And once more,
Inhale,
Breathe in that golden light,
And exhale slowly,
Releasing any tension or doubts.
Just return to your natural breathing rhythm now.
Feel your breath being the soil beneath you,
It's nourishing you,
And feel it being the sunlight above you,
It's encouraging you.
You are not behind,
You are blooming in perfect time.
So,
Let's inhale that golden light into your heart,
Exhale and soften into the mystery of becoming you.
Inhale fresh beginnings,
Exhale and trust your natural pace.
Inhale deeply once more into your beautiful heart,
Exhale and release into the unfolding.
Rest here for a moment,
Held by your own breath.
You are held by the rhythm of life itself.
You are not the seed you once were.
You are not yet the full flower either.
You are the sacred space between,
Becoming,
Emerging,
Expanding,
And that all by itself is a kind of magic.
Even when it feels messy,
Even when it feels slow,
You are right on time.
So,
Let this truth settle deep into your bones.
Carry it gently with you into your day ahead.
Like a seed tucked into fertile earth,
Already containing everything it needs.
So,
You really don't have to rush,
You don't have to strive.
Your only job is to trust,
To open,
To allow.
This blooming,
This becoming is already happening within you.
So,
Thank you so much for sharing this sacred moment with me.
Become aware of your physical surroundings,
Gently open your eyes,
Roll your shoulders if that feels good.
Thank yourself with gratitude for taking this time for you.
May you walk today with a little more softness,
A little more wonder,
And a heart open to your own unfolding.
Until next time,
Breathe gently,
Grow boldly,
And trust the magic.
Namaste,
My friend.
