Welcome my beautiful soul,
Today I invite you into a meditation,
A quiet rise.
This space is for anyone who has moved through pain,
Grief,
Illness or any moment that shifted the shape of your world.
If something in you has been quiet for too long,
This is where you are allowed to listen to your body again.
You've been through so much,
But you're not what has happened to you.
Today I'm not here to guide you back,
I'm here to remind you that you're still becoming.
Let's begin.
Take a slow breath in and exhale gently.
And again,
Inhale through your nose and exhale through your mouth.
Become aware of your body.
Notice what speaks and what stays silent.
This is not a place for explanation,
You don't need to have to tell your story right now,
Not today,
Not to anyone.
Let this be a small return to yourself,
To your body and mind.
Maybe you've lost things,
Maybe you've changed in the ways the world doesn't understand,
But still,
You are here today.
And somewhere beneath the sadness,
The stillness and even the rage,
Something in you is rising.
Take a breath,
Begin to feel a warmth within you,
Like a thread of light.
Let that light gently rise through you,
Through your body,
Through your skin.
And no need to rush,
It moves how you need it to.
If the weight you carry had a shape or a color,
What would it be?
Don't fight it,
Just see it,
Feel it settle and soften.
And now,
With each exhale,
Let that shape begin to shift,
Let it loosen and dissolve.
With every inhale,
Inviting more light,
More brightness,
More warmth,
A light that knows exactly where to go.
You don't need to be seen to be powerful,
You don't need to shout to be heard by your own soul,
Just whisper to yourself softly,
I rise in quiet ways and that is enough.
Let it echo in the parts of you that went silent,
Let it rest in the places that once braced for impact.
You don't need to carry fire,
Because you are the warmth itself,
The warmth that restores with shapes and remembers.
Let your presence settle into you like soft roots into the earth.
But stay with me for a few more breaths.
You don't owe an explanation,
You don't owe a return to anything that no longer fits.
This is your quiet rise.
And even if the world doesn't see it,
You feel it and that is everything.
Gently bring your awareness back,
To the room,
To your body,
To your breath.
Hold this truth as you go.
You are not what you've lost,
You are what you continue to grow.
With love,
Thank you for rising today.
