Deep breath. Slow, even breath. With each new breath bring in the strength of the past. Breathe in the stardust of centuries. Breathe in the power of trees. Breathe in the all that came before you. Release all of the hurt and fear and share with the air renewed hope.
Deep breath. Slow, even breaths. All that you need is already inside you. Focus on the good and powerful things that live in you. Breathe into your strength. Breathe into your grace. Everything you need is already there. You don’t need to seek it out anywhere else. Focus on what you already have and work from there. I love you.
Oh, friend, deep breath. Some days just start out hard. Some of them end terribly. Many of them, lots of them, most of them are absolutely beautiful. Right down to their tiniest details. So, come on, slow, even breaths. Fill your lungs with peace and calm and strength, and breathe out all of that worry and fear and pain. Feel your body be rebuilt by good things, and each exhale takes away all of the bad. You can do this.
Dear one, take your time. Take all of the time you need. Healing isn’t a quick process. It’s slow and itchy. Trying to hurry it along won’t make it easier. Take your time. You have all of the time in the world. You can do this.
Deep breath. Slow, even breaths. Things may feel out of your control. Remember those tiny movements inside your body that are constantly going. Things you’ve become so good at controlling you don’t even notice anymore. Your heart beats. Your lungs fill. Your blood pulses. Your eyes blink. You’re constantly hearing and seeing and smelling. You’ve decided to ignore your nose completely, even though you see it. You are in control of each tiny movement. Deep breath. Focus in.