Hi,
It's Justyna here from Flight of the Phoenix Holistic Therapy.
Today I share with you meditation around soothing my and maybe your trauma brain.
The times of change,
Times of transition,
Stepping from the familiar out to the unknown.
I begin by noticing my breath.
No need to change it,
Just witnessing.
Inhaling and exhaling.
I let the breath move through me like a soft wave.
I feel my shoulders drop.
My jaw unclenched.
My belly soft.
I remind myself gently.
I am safe in this moment.
I don't need to fix anything right now.
I can be the real me.
No mask,
No filter,
No drama.
I'm in a time of change and that's not always easy for me.
My trauma brain still holds the stories I needed to survive.
It was wired for protection,
Not possibility.
Even now I hear the echoes.
This is too big.
You're not ready.
Stay small.
Stay safe.
I don't shame these thoughts.
They are not bad.
They're just old.
They were trying to protect me when I needed it most.
But I remind myself I am no longer surviving.
I am learning to thrive.
I am wiring my brain for happiness,
For joy,
For the unknown.
This moment is different.
I am not in danger.
I am in transition.
Inhaling and exhaling.
And now I imagine a body of water in front of me.
The dark,
Deep pool under the full moon.
The surface shimmers,
Still,
Powerful.
I see my reflection.
I see the version of me I've been holding onto.
The roles I've played.
The weight I've carried.
One by one,
I drop this into the water.
I watch the ripples spread and then fade.
The water doesn't judge.
It receives.
It cleanses.
It holds.
I step into it gently,
Letting the coolness rise around me.
I imagine the old stories,
Leaving my skin like ink in the tide.
I have to do this alone.
I'm not enough.
If they see the real me,
They will walk away.
I release them like silt.
I don't need them anymore.
I am not here to carry what isn't mine.
Inhaling and exhaling.
And as I emerge,
I feel clear.
New.
Light.
I step back onto solid ground.
Barefoot.
Steady.
Supported.
I let the earth hold me.
Roots grow from my feet deep into the soil.
They ground me in this present moment.
Not the past.
Not the fear.
But this moment.
Right here.
I remind myself.
I don't have to rush.
I don't need to perform.
I don't have to do this alone.
I whisper.
I am safe to change.
I trust my timing.
I don't need all the answers.
I am supported,
Even when I feel uncertain.
I am not broken.
I am becoming.
Inhaling and exhaling.
Under this full moon,
I shed what no longer belongs.
Like a snake,
I outgrow what once protected me.
Like water,
I move even through the darkest terrain.
Like fire,
I burn through what's false.
And like the phoenix,
I rise again.
I am a tidal wave of truth wrapped in the body of the human.
I came here to disrupt,
To heal,
To awaken.
And most of all,
To love without apology.
I've already risen from ashes the world didn't even see burn.
Now it's time to fly.
Not for them.
Not for the mask.
But for me.
I take that truth into my bones.
I hold it in there.
Inhaling and exhaling.
I return to my breath.
I feel the ground beneath me.
The air on my skin.
The steadiness within.
I thank myself for showing up.
For softening.
For shedding.
I don't need to have it all figured out.
I just need to take one brave,
Gentle step at a time.
And so I will.
