Before we allow the body to soak up the following affirmations,
Please take a moment to disarm yourself from survival mode.
Use your hips,
Upper body and head to look all the way around you,
Scanning the room with your eyes open to the left,
To the right,
Above and below you.
This body is safe in this room,
Does not need to protect itself right now,
And is open to receiving a new and nourishing narrative.
You may now close your eyes.
I am safe in this body.
I am becoming still.
I am meeting my body more and more with every conscious breath.
I am slowing down so that I can tune into the frequency of my receptive body.
I am letting go of the external noise that keeps me from hearing the voice of my body.
I am listening,
Eyes closed,
Heart open,
Blank page,
Awaiting its heroine.
I am giving myself permission to let go of the stories that aren't mine to hold.
I am moving my way through these wounds.
I am not my habit.
I am not this body,
But I honor its companionship.
I am creating what spirit wishes to express through this body.
I am validated by what I deem worthy of praise and not of what others benchmark on my behalf.
I am readying this body for the future it is about to inhabit.
Confident,
Resilient,
Kind version of me that is able to both give and receive without shame.
I am learning to bring my emotions into consciousness so that I can respond from that space of awareness and not react from ignorance.
I am pausing more often because I know that embodiment requires a quiet remembering.
I am stepping away from what distracts me so that I can step into what fills me up from the inside out.
I am honoring those who've passed but who've left their generational wounds within me,
And I am also choosing to let their ripples of hurt end here,
In this body,
So that they do not get passed on for the next life to heal.
I am taking responsibility for my own healing.
I am rewilding this body by letting it grow over into places that feed it,
Bless it,
And awaken it.
I am re-mothering myself,
Slowly,
Surely,
And with much patience.
I am accepting the limitations of this body and treating each barrier as an initiation to get to know myself better.
I am grateful for the rings within me that count my years and mark my victories,
For they leave more scars than the times I never stood up for myself.
I am connecting with others in a deeply meaningful way as a remedy to my addictions and extremities.
I am choosing love every time and for always.
I am moving in ways that feel good because I know it is the medicine my body seeks.
I am forgiving my past with every intention I make for the future.
I am holding space for myself and allowing others to hold it for me too.
I am being rewritten by every kind word I choose to say to myself instead.
I am the color that light chooses to reflect,
Not the shade determined by a culture.
I am the shape determined by my bloodline and not to be carved by any other hand.
I am worthy of taking up space.
I am worthy of my voice.
I am worthy of being seen and heard.
I am seeing my own reflection in the wonder and beauty of nature and reminding myself that she is the only mirror I need to see myself in.
I am stardust.
A condensed universe exists within every one of my cells and I honor that connection that aches for my return to greatness.
I am in commune with my own body.
I am surrendering the ego in favor of the heart for I have traveled very little under the command of mind and wish to go beyond this horizon.
I am not afraid of what the world sees in me because what I see in myself is worth much,
Much more.
I am magic,
Both made of it and able to create it in every moment through attention.
I am evolving through the changes that I invite into my life.
I am not afraid.
I am no longer in survival mode.
I am open,
Willing and eager to learn the language of this most wise body.
I am able to move this body into any future I want because it wants the same goodness for me that I do.
I am simultaneously both a masterpiece and a work in progress,
Healing in one direction and coming undone in the other.
This is what it means to be both human and spirit.
I am restoring this body,
One word,
One feeling at a time.
I am whole,
I am deeply loved,
I am cherished and I belong.
I would like you now to locate your heartbeat by either placing a hand over your heart or on your pulse.
Let these following words permeate your skin as if they were spoken by you.
This body is not static,
Unchanging in its story.
It is a dynamic organism,
A conversation always awaiting to be had.
This body is my wayfinder,
A brave wanderer,
Journeying through this life unknown.
This body is a single use vessel,
The only one that has ever lived of its kind that my spirit has chosen to be contained by.
We are in sacred partnership and even in the times I feel disconnected from my source,
Or the times that I feel that overwhelming ache bury me into its void,
I know that this body is teaching me how to live deeper.
It is my bridge,
My consort,
My companion,
One I will honor and hold most sacred.
Although I know I am not the body,
I know I cannot be a witness to this universe without it.
Therefore,
The universe exists within me and I must treasure such an incomprehensible gift to the best of my ability.
May these words become spells that cast a healing upon the body.
And may you journey onwards embodied in the place where time and the universe meet.
