When You Feel Adrift

Close your eyes,

Let your body soften,

Let the breath find its rhythm without effort,

Like a teal blue wave coming home to shore.

Some days may feel like you're floating,

Not lost,

But not quite found,

Drifting between what was and what will be,

Between the stillness of where yesterday let go and tomorrow begins,

And that's okay.

Not every moment is meant to be anchored,

Not every chapter arrives with clarity,

Sometimes your soul needs to float in the stillness of the unknown,

Sometimes the current of uncertainty carries you toward the sea of knowing,

Because who you are is always unfolding,

And the drift is part of our becoming,

So breathe with me now,

Softly in and gently out,

With every breath,

Let go of the pressure to figure it all out,

Let go of needing a perfect next step,

Let go of the expectation that you must always know,

Now in this quiet moment,

Listen,

You don't need to rush,

You don't need to rise,

You only need to be,

Even in the drift,

You are divine,

Even in the quiet,

You are heard,

Even in the unknown,

Let those words settle in your mind,

Repeat them silently,

Like a soft prayer,

Even in the drift,

I am divine,

Even in the quiet,

I am heard,

Even in the unknown,

I am guided,

I do not need to rush,

I do not need to rise,

Need to be,

Is enough,

You are allowed to be still,

You are allowed to be uncertain,

You are allowed to take your time,

To drift gently toward a clearer sense of who you are,

In this quiet,

Feel your breath connecting you to this moment,

To your heart,

To your truth,

To the sacred oneness that holds us all together,

Let this be enough,

Let you be enough,

There is nowhere else you need to be,

Nothing else you need to prove,

You are not lost,

You are evolving toward your truth,

And tomorrow,

If the floating returns,

You will know how to meet it,

With grace,

With trust,

And with the quiet power of simply being,

Because the awareness of floating isn't falling,

It's just a softer way of flying,

And even now,

In this in between,

Your soul is floating in the sacred drift,

Not lost,

But becoming,

So,

Let yourself rest here,

Let your thoughts slow,

Let your breath be your intention,

And for now,

In this moment,

Let yourself just be you,

Because being you,

Is already more than enough,

Until next time