Welcome.
Take a slow,
Deep breath in.
And gently bleed out.
Allow your shoulders to soften.
Relax your jaw.
Notice the support beneath you.
For the next few minutes.
There is nowhere you need to be.
Nothing you need to prove.
Nothing you need to become.
We are exploring a different kind of freedom.
Not the freedom that comes from changing your circumstances.
With the freedom that comes from simply being yourself.
So many of us learned.
That we need it to fit in.
To please others.
To hide part of ourselves.
And to become who we thought we should be.
Over time.
That can become exhausting.
With every gentle tap.
We are giving ourselves permission.
To come home.
To who we truly are.
Take another slow breath.
And let's begin.
App on the Karate Chop and repeat after me.
Even though I've spent so much energy.
Prime to be.
Who I taught.
I need it to be.
I deeply and completely accept myself.
Even though being myself.
Has not always felt safe.
I choose to meet myself with kindness and compassion.
One more time.
Even though I have hidden parts of who I am.
I am open to discovering the freedom of being myself.
It could be bread.
Eyebrow point.
I've spent so much energy trying to fit in.
Saddle die.
Trying to say the right thing.
Under the eye,
Trying not to disappoint anyone.
And in the nose.
Going to be whom?
I thought I should be.
10 points.
Maybe I have hidden parts of myself.
Pull a bolt.
Maybe I believed they were not acceptable.
Under the arm.
That has been so exhausting.
Top of the head.
I'm ready to acknowledge.
How hard I have been trying.
Take a slow breath.
A blueprint.
It makes sense that I learned to protect myself.
Said alive,
I was doing the best I could.
Under the eye,
Maybe hiding felt safer than being seen.
Under the nose,
Maybe I was simply trying to belong.
In point.
I don't judge myself for that.
Well,
They're born.
I chose compassion instead.
I did the.
.
.
I honor the parts of me that wanted to keep me safe.
Above the head.
And open to something new.
Take another deep breath.
I blueprint.
What if it is safe to be myself?
I don't know,
I.
.
.
What if I don't have to keep pretending?
Under the eye.
I don't have to earn my place.
By changing who I am.
Under the nose.
I can let my true self breathe.
See in front.
Little by little.
One ZK step at a time.
Into the.
I welcome the freedom of authenticity.
About the head.
I welcome the freedom of simply being me.
I have no point.
I choose honesty with myself.
Side of the eye,
I choose self-acceptance.
Under the eye.
I choose to test who I am.
Under the nose.
I don't have to be perfect.
Been burnt.
I don't have to perform.
Or lobe 1.
I don't have to become someone else.
Under the arm.
All I am is enough.
Top of the head and it feels good to be me.
Take a deep breath.
Imagine yourself standing in front of a calm,
Silly Nape!
The surface of the border is clear.
As you look into it.
You don't see the world of yourself.
That has been trying to please everyone.
Or meet every expectation.
Or hide behind the mask.
In the street.
You see your true self.
Calm.
Authentic.
Notice the warmth in your heart.
As you smile.
At this version of you.
Pick a step closer.
And imagine.
That reflection.
Gently becoming part of you.
Feel yourself becoming.
More bolts?
More bounded.
More seeds.
Take a few slow breaths.
And simply rest in this feeling.
And the pink sewing.
I choose the freedom to be myself.
I honor who I truly am.
And leaves the maid to perform.
I no longer have to hide.
I test myself.
I welcome authenticity.
My true self is enough.
I deserve to take up space.
I deserve to be seen.
I am free to be me.
Take one final deep breath in.
And slowly breathe out.
And gently move your fingers and your toes.
When you are ready.
Open your eyes.
As you move through your day.
Remember this gentle truth.
Freedom is not about becoming someone new.
It is about giving yourself formation.
To be who you have always been.
May you carry that freedom.
With you.
Wherever you go.
