I release you.
I expect nothing from you.
I will commit to witnessing my heart. Practicing gratitude whenever I am fortunate enough to remember.
I let go of needing to muscle through, with clenched hands. Instead, I move with generosity, fluidity, and grace. Knowing that everything will get done when it truly needs to.
I am divinely guided. I loosen my grip.
I smile kindly when I catch myself tighten. I make myself a cup of tea and sit with me, my fear, anxiety, shame, and whatever else feels like it needs to surface.
As I sit and I see this part of me, and remind it : you don’t need to work quite so hard. Space is good and quiet is truth telling.