So taking a couple of deep breaths,
Placing your hands on your heart,
Or maybe one hand on your heart or your belly,
Just as you breathe in and out,
Sending a signal to your body to let it know that we're moving gently,
That we're not forcing anything,
That we're not rushing anything,
That it's safe to express yourself,
That it's safe to let go,
That it's safe to end,
That it's safe to shift or change.
And take another deep breath in,
Slowly exhaling,
Really dropping into that gentleness and begin tapping on the chest and repeating to yourself or out loud,
Even though parts of me don't feel worthy,
I still honor and respect myself.
And even though it hasn't always felt safe to feel or express my emotions,
I am learning how to feel safe.
And even though letting go and changing used to feel scary,
I'm open to feeling supported through transition.
Coming up to the eyebrows,
I've held on for a reason,
Side of the eye.
These habits,
These patterns,
These people,
They once kept me safe.
It's underneath the eyes.
I adapted to survive.
Underneath the nose,
And some part of me has been scared to let go.
It's coming down to the chin.
Letting go can feel like stepping into the unknown.
Back down to your chest.
Ending things can feel like losing safety.
Underneath the arms.
But I honor the version of me that held on so tightly.
Nice underneath the ribs in the front.
I can see the wisdom of my past choices.
Coming to the top of your head.
And I can see how that once felt like safety,
But no longer is serving me.
Coming down to the eyebrows again.
What if it's safe to feel what I'm feeling?
The side of the eyes.
What if I'm allowed to have emotions without judgment?
Underneath the eyes.
My feelings are not too much.
Underneath the nose.
My truth is not too much.
Down to the chin.
I am worthy of being fully myself.
Back down to the chest.
I am worthy of taking up space.
Let's come to the hand.
Coming to the outer edge of your thumb.
It is safe for me to be real.
Nice and coming to the outer edge of that index finger.
It is safe for me to be me.
He's moving to the middle finger.
It is safe for me to express myself.
Even if it's just on a piece of paper.
Nice and then switching the edge,
Tapping on the outer edge of the ring finger.
It's safe for me to speak my truth.
Nice,
Take a deep breath here.
I feel into that it is safe for me to speak my truth.
Coming to the outer edge of the palm of your hand.
It's safe for me to express my needs.
Taking another deep breath,
Coming back up to the top of the head.
It's safe for me to be honest with myself about what I feel.
Coming to the eyes again.
My emotional reservoir has filled up.
And expressing myself.
Releasing the emotions and writing is safe.
Coming to the outer edge of the eyes.
It's safe for me to be honest about how I feel.
Underneath the eyes.
My voice matters.
Underneath the nose.
Underneath the ears.
My truth is worthy of being heard.
Underneath the lips.
I don't need to keep the peace.
By being silent.
Coming down to your chest.
I choose authenticity over shrinking.
I choose expression over suppression.
Nice,
Coming to the outside edge of the ribs.
It's safe for me to let go of what no longer fits my life.
Underneath the ribs.
I can release what feels heavy.
Gently letting go.
Nice,
Coming back up to the top of the head.
Letting go doesn't mean that I'm unsafe.
Letting go creates space for something more aligned in my life.
Nice,
Coming back to the eyebrows.
It feels good to put things down.
Outer edge of the eyes.
It feels good to walk away from old habits and patterns.
Underneath the eyes.
It feels good to release what is draining me.
Nice,
Underneath the nose.
I can let go with love,
Not fear.
Underneath the lips.
Change is not dangerous.
It's coming to the chest.
Nice,
Change can be expansion.
I'm learning to trust the unknown.
I'm learning to let it flow and unfold.
Outer edge of the ribs again.
I'm learning to feel safe when cycles are ending.
Underneath the ribs.
I don't have to hold on to what is over.
To what has finished.
To what no longer serves.
It's coming up to the top of your head.
I don't have to cling on to what I have outgrown.
Back down to the eyes.
It's safe for me to change.
For me to have completion.
Outer edge of the eyes.
Underneath the eyes.
Ending things is an act of self-love.
Of self-care.
Underneath the nose.
It's safe for me to feel my feelings.
It's safe for me to let go.
Back down to the chest.
Underneath the chest.
It's safe for me to change.
To allow for endings.
To release my grip.
My worth is steady.
Coming underneath the armpits again.
I am grounded and held and safe in myself.
Back up to the top of the head.
It is safe for me to feel.
It is safe for me to let go.
It is safe for me to change.
And then just bring your hands to your heart.
I'll let your hands rest on your heart space as you take a couple more deep breaths here.
Knowing that it is safe to end what is complete.
That you are worthy of the life that you are creating.
It's safe for you to shed.
To transform.
To transmute.
Take one more deep breath in.
And then slowly flutter your eyes coming back into the space where you are.
Back into your body.
