A Gentle Coming Home: For Reconnecting With Yourself

Let's step gently into this moment together,

With a breath that feels natural to you.

Nothing shaped,

Nothing forced.

Let your body find a position that feels supportive and kind.

You don't have to feel ready,

You don't have to feel calm.

Just let yourself cross the threshold from doing to being.

You've been stretched in many directions lately.

People needing things,

Your attention scattered across everything you've been holding.

Your heart pulled into places that matter deeply.

And somewhere along the way,

Without meaning to,

You've drifted a little away from yourself.

This moment is simply an invitation to come home again.

Start by noticing the weight of your body.

Feel the shape of you sitting here.

A real breathing human being who has been carrying a lot for a long time.

Take a slow breath in that reaches to your ribs.

Not big,

Not forced,

But just enough to remind you there's space inside of you.

Now imagine a faint light behind your heart,

At the quiet centre of you.

The place that doesn't perform,

Doesn't hustle,

Doesn't scramble to keep up.

The place that's real,

The place that's simply you.

You don't have to make this light brighter.

Just notice it,

As if you're walking back into a room you'd forgotten was yours.

If thoughts pull you away to a task,

A worry,

Something unfinished,

Gently say inside,

Not now,

I'm coming home,

And return to that quiet place in your chest.

Let yourself settle there,

As if you were sinking into a comfortable chair at the end of a long day.

Nothing to manage,

Nothing to solve,

Just yourself resting inside yourself.

Take one more slow breath,

And really feel it land.

Remind yourself gently,

I can come home to myself,

Even in the busiest seasons.

Even when I'm stretched thin,

I can come home.

If this is a good place for you to rest for a while,

Please stay.

And when you're ready to return,

Do it slowly,

In your own time.