May the Earth beneath me rise to meet my trembling legs.
May her steady heartbeat sync with mine, slow and sure.
With every breath, I release the noise, the static, the chaos.
With every exhale, I drop my roots deeper into her warm, dark soil.
I am held.
I am anchored.
I am safe in this moment.
I am loved.I am love.
May the stones lend me their strength, may the trees lend me their calm, may the roots of the world cradle me in quiet certainty.
I return to my body.
I return to my breath.
I return to myself — whole, present, and steady.
So it is.
