Welcome,
Beautiful soul.
Wherever you are right now,
Find a way to settle in.
You don't have to sit perfectly.
You don't have to get it right.
Just find a position that feels like ease in your body.
Let's take a deep breath in through the nose,
And a slow breath out through the mouth.
Again,
In through the nose,
And out through the mouth.
Let your shoulders drop.
Let your jaw unclench.
Let yourself be held by whatever surface is underneath you.
There's nothing you have to perform here.
Nothing you have to fix.
Nothing you have to earn.
You're just here,
And that is enough.
I want you to imagine yourself standing in a soft,
Open space.
Maybe it's a clearing in a forest.
Maybe it's a quiet room filled with candlelight.
Wherever it is,
You feel safe,
Solid,
Supported.
Now,
Start to notice that you're wearing a heavy cloak.
This cloak is woven from every expectation,
Every should,
Every label that was ever placed on you.
Be a good girl.
Stay quiet.
Don't take up too much space.
Prove your worth.
Fit the mold.
Feel the weight of it.
Notice how it's been sitting on your shoulders,
Maybe for years,
Maybe for lifetimes.
Take a breath in,
And as you exhale,
Begin to gently,
Lovingly slip that heavy cloak off your shoulders.
Feel it fall away.
Feel the ground receive it.
It's not yours to carry anymore.
Notice how much lighter you feel without it.
How much more space there is around your heart.
How much easier it is to breathe.
You don't have to carry the weight of who they told you to be.
You are allowed to choose who you are becoming.
Now,
Imagine a soft light beginning to glow from inside your chest,
Right behind your breastbone.
It's not a harsh,
Blinding light.
It's warm,
Steady.
Ancient and familiar.
This is your truth.
It's been here all along,
Waiting patiently for you to come home to it.
With each inhale,
Feel that light expand.
With each exhale,
Feel it root deeper into your body.
You don't have to chase it.
You don't have to prove yourself to it.
It's already yours.
You are already enough.
You always have been.
Take a deep breath in,
Feeling that inner light pulsing strong,
Steady and true.
Exhale and imagine that light wrapping around you like a soft protective cloak.
But this one isn't heavy.
It's made of your own power.
Your own truth.
Your own sacred remembering.
Whenever you're ready,
Wiggle your fingers and toes.
Roll your shoulders.
And come back into your body,
Bringing your truth with you.
And as you move back into your day,
Carry this knowing that you are home and you always were.
