I Call Myself Home

I call back what I have forgotten.
I release what no longer deepens my breath.

Struggle and striving fade,
so stillness and thriving may come to stay.

The wisdom I hold from lifetimes long lost
returns—untethered from the binds of this current reality.

My heart opens wide for the journey ahead,
aligned in stillness, with thoughts only of breath.

Deeper and softer,
in rhythm—not rush,
I flow with my soul.

I call myself home.

No hustle, no hurry,
no worry, no fear.

Just sweet, centered presence
and intention that’s clear.

My soul remembers.
My heart leads the way.
Harmony and peace walk with me today.


This isn’t a post. It’s a remembering.
If you breathe with it, let it echo.
If not, let it pass.

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