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.
You are empowered. With each breath you breathe in the same dust and air as Lincoln and Rosa Parks and Churchill and Joan of Arc. We are all stardust. Fill your lungs with history and strength and move forward.
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.
Deep breath. Trust yourself. You can do this. Don’t waste any piece of today on self-pity or destructive thoughts. You have so much you can share. You are a gift. Your voice is a gift. Your strength is a gift. Use them. Be bold. You have this.
Live your life. People won’t like it. Do it anyway. Pursue the things that further your strength and power and grace and happiness. Pursue the things that make you feel alive. Push yourself. People won’t like it. Do it anyway.