Sheltas are wisdom,
Infusion,
Soothing,
Overwhelm.
Take a deep breath,
Let it move in and out like a wave.
Let your shoulders drop,
Your jaw soften,
Your heart exhale,
Everything is okay for this one breath.
You do not have to fix or figure anything out right now.
Just be here in this moment,
Let it hold you,
Overwhelm comes when your mind tries to hold more than your soul was ever meant to carry.
You are not here to do it all.
You are not meant to hold it all at once.
You are here to move moment by moment,
Breath by breath,
Let go of the pressure to perform,
To please,
To be perfect.
Let go of the lists,
The timelines,
The demands.
The universe does not rush.
The stars are not late.
The waves do not worry if they crash in time.
You are not behind,
You are not failing.
You are simply tired from trying to hold too much.
So hand it over to the divine,
To the earth,
To the great mystery that knows how to carry you.
Let yourself be held now,
Let yourself be supported.
Feel the weight lifting even slightly.
Let the tension unwind from your belly,
Your chest,
Your shoulders.
Imagine light filling the spaces where heaviness once lived.
Let yourself breathe again.
May you remember that it's okay to pause.
May you trust that slowing down is not weakness,
It is wisdom.
May you know that what matters will always rise to meet you in time.
And may you give yourself permission to rest,
To receive,
To release the need to carry it all.
You are held,
You are guided,
And you are never alone.