The Sweet Relief of Surrender
Let the tension drain from your shoulders. Let the mind uncoil. Let the old stories slide away like tired sand.
Dear One,
Breathe.
You can rest now.
Not because everything is fixed,
or certain,
or complete—
but because something in you is finally safe enough
to loosen its grip.
Breathe again, gently.
You are not surrendering into emptiness.
You are surrendering into support—
the steadiness of your own breath,
the intelligence of your healing body,
the deep quiet of your soul,
and the presence that has never once left your side.
You are not falling.
You are being held.
Feel the warm light across your skin.
This is not imagination.
This is your nervous system remembering ease,
your heart remembering softness,
your whole being remembering what it’s like
not to brace for impact.
Breathe.
Let the tension drain from your shoulders.
Let the mind uncoil.
Let the old stories slide away like tired sand.
You are safe now—
not because the world changed,
but because you are no longer alone inside yourself.
I am with you.
Your deeper Self is with you.
Life itself is with you.
Let that truth hold you.
Dear one…
You have carried enough for many lifetimes.
You no longer have to bear it all alone.
Breathe.
Let the light do the work.
Let your body rest.
Let your heart unclench.
Let yourself be supported—within and without.
You can rest now.
You are held.

For The Weary Soul