The world is waking,
And so are you.
Before you open your eyes,
Feel the quiet hum of life inside you.
You are alive.
You are here.
And this morning,
Like the first bloom of spring,
Your heart is ready to unfold.
Like the first golden rays of dawn stretching across the sky.
As you exhale,
Imagine the petals of a flower unfurling,
Slowly,
Gracefully,
Effortlessly.
Each breath opens you a little more,
Revealing the deep,
Luminous center of who you are.
You are not a closed bud,
Protected by fear or hesitation.
You are not bound by yesterday's storms or tomorrow's uncertainties.
You are an open blossom,
Drenched in sunlight,
Ready to drink in the beauty of this moment.
Feel the warmth of love expanding within you,
Like morning dew catching the light.
Let it spread from your chest to your fingertips.
From your fingertips to the space around you.
You are not just opening to receive love.
You are love.
And as you soften,
As you bloom,
You offer your fragrance.
Perhaps there was a time when you closed yourself off,
A time when your petals curled inward,
Shielding your delicate heart.
That was okay.
It was necessary.
Flowers close at night,
But they always open again.
And today,
You open,
Without fear,
Without doubt,
Without apology.
Breathe in.
Let the morning fill you with its quiet promise.
Let the world see your brilliance.
Let your heart stretch toward the light.
And when you are ready,
Open your eyes.
You are blooming.