Hello,
Beautiful,
And welcome.
Settle your body into the quiet promise of your bed tonight.
Let the covers find your shape,
Tucking around you like gentle hands that are ready to hold a weary soul.
Close your eyes now,
And take a slow,
Forgiving breath,
One that asks for nothing but presence.
And follow your breath in,
Over and over again,
Like the waves lapping up onto the shore and then receding back,
And out,
And out.
Tonight is not for fighting thoughts,
Not for outthinking the worry.
Tonight,
You come to lay it all down,
The tangled knots of what-ifs and not-yets and never-agains.
Let your chest rise softly,
Let your belly expand gently,
Let the air remind you that this moment is safe,
This moment is soft,
This moment holds no demands.
Anxiety has a way of convincing you to run,
Even as you stand still,
Or making your heart race while your body lies quiet.
So let the rush slow down now,
Feel the pulse of your throat settle back into rhythm,
Feel your heart rate slow down,
Feel your breath elongate and calm,
Let the thoughts swirl like leaves in the wind.
You don't have to chase them tonight,
Right here,
Right now,
There is nothing that needs to be done,
There is nothing that needs to be planned,
There is nothing that needs to be figured out.
You have permission to stop holding it all together,
To stop bracing for what might come,
And to simply be,
Right here,
As you are,
Perfectly imperfect,
Soft,
And human.
If worry flickers up,
Just let it.
See it arrive like a small ripple on a still pond,
And watch how quickly it smooths itself back to calm,
When you do not stir the water,
Your breath is your anchor,
Your bed is your sanctuary,
And your heart knows how to find its quiet,
Let your shoulders drop,
Let your brow soften,
Let the hands grow heavy by your sides,
There is nowhere else you need to go,
Nothing else you need to figure out tonight.
So,
Breathe again,
And feel sleep begin to open its arms around you,
Ready to carry you where anxiety cannot follow,
Let your mind drip,
Let your body sink deeper,
Let the soft hush of sleep gather you home.
Namaste,
Beautiful.
