Here we are my love. Together again.
I’m pleased to be here with you.
Turning towards the parts of you unseen. So that they may come out of the shadows and into the whole of you. Tingling with aliveness. Possibility. Remembering.
There’s nothing to become. You already are— everything.
Ya just forgot.
That’s why life tosses opportunities (yes, they may feel more like iron clad road blocks) in your path. But opportunities they are. To shake things loose.
To help you remember.
All that you are.
And you are stunning, magnetic, powerful and so so gorgeously tender.
Take a moment to close your eyes. Notice your breath. Pay attention to the sensations in your body. Pay attention to the stories (stories that are most likely not true) roaming around. Nothing to get rid of here. Just notice.
Now repeat after me…. huh, that’s interesting.
Find the words that let you know… I see you. I hear you. I love you. Thank you. Ain’t nothing wrong going on here.
That’s it. You’ve got this babe.