Take a deep breath,
Relax now.
Let your breath soften and let your shoulders drop,
Especially if you've been carrying a backpack full of what-ifs.
In this session,
Let's gently welcome the worrywart.
Can you remember when you first started showing up in my life?
What was happening around that time that made you feel like someone had to stay on high alert?
What do you feel your job has been all this time,
And what are you protecting me from?
How has it felt to carry that job all these years?
To be the designated worst-case scenario expert?
What would feel terrifying or unsafe to you if you stopped worrying for even a moment?
And what do you wish I understood about why you always seem to be whispering,
But wait,
What if?
I see you.
I see how hard you've worked to anticipate every possible disaster,
Crisis,
Minor inconvenience and mysterious noise at 3am.
You've taken your role very seriously.
You don't even clock out.
Even on vacation,
You're there,
Reminding me of sunscreen,
Food poisoning statistics,
Or what could go wrong in a hammock.
And I know it's not because you're trying to ruin my fun.
It's because somewhere along the way,
You believed that worrying would somehow keep us safe.
That if you stayed one step ahead of danger,
Maybe we could outrun it.
So for that,
Thank you.
Thank you for standing guard at the gates of my life,
Even when no one else noticed.
Thank you for trying to keep the floor from falling out beneath me,
Even when the floor was just fine.
I love you.
So sorry.
Please forgive me.
Thank you.
Please forgive me.
You know,
I'm here now.
I've grown.
I've learned that preparation and presence can go hand in hand.
That I can stay grounded and still be ready without building mental bunkers for every moment of my life.
You don't have to stay on duty 24 hours anymore.
You can breathe now.
Let's both make peace with the fear you've been carrying.
Let's gently release the idea that if we don't worry,
Something bad will happen.
Let's trust that calm is not a responsibility.
It's just regulated safety.
Can you see how even with your loving intention,
Some of your worries have kept us locked in tension?
Or stopped us from experiencing joy in the moment?
Can you imagine how our life might feel if we didn't have to mentally rehearse every worst case scenario before brushing our teeth?
Have there been moments when you just wanted to rest but felt like you couldn't?
Like something terrible might slip through the cracks if you didn't stay on guard?
What do you think it has cost us emotionally,
Physically,
Spiritually to live in what-if mode?
And what might become possible if you knew you were supported and we didn't have to live on high alert?
What would help you feel safe in a quieter role,
One where your voice is valued but not driving the emergency vehicle?
What kind of boundaries feel comforting to you?
What can I do to help you share your concerns without flooding me with dread?
What can I do to help you feel heard so you don't have to shout over every peaceful moment?
If all of these were true,
Would you be open to stepping into a new job description?
One where you're more like an advisor than the director of global panic prevention?
I would love for you to kindly remind me when I need to take a pause.
Not when I need to imagine 17 tragic endings to a perfectly good day.
I would love for you to support me in staying attentive without jumping into anxiety mode.
I would love for you to gently align with my values,
My dreams,
And my deep desire for peace,
Presence,
And trust.
Are you with me?
Are you ready to trust me?
Are you ready to work with me?
Let's get you a new name today,
Sampithi.
Something that honors your gift without the wait.
Instead of the worry-wart,
What would you like me to call you from now on?
You are safe with me now.
And I love you.
