For the Ones Who Hold It All

Close your eyes. Feel the weight of your body, the ground beneath you, the quiet support that is always there. Take a deep breath in…
Hold it for a moment. And let it go.

Let yourself arrive in this moment, just as you are. Not as the caretaker. Not as the organizer, the comforter, the one who holds everyone else. But as you.
Just you.

Inhale... Let your breath find the places inside you that feel stretched, heavy, or unseen.
Exhale... Let the pressure soften, even just a little.

You’ve carried a lot. Not just in your arms, but in your silence.
In the remembering. In the effort to show up, again and again, without falling apart.

Breathe in... The small tendernesses you offer that no one ever notices.
Breathe out... The idea that it has to be perfect to be meaningful.

There is no medal for what you’re doing. No finish line for the kind of love that weaves through the ordinary.

And still, you keep showing up. Not because you have to. Because love stitched itself into you, and you never let it go.

Let your body soften now. Let the tired parts be tired.
Let the strong parts rest. Let the part of you that feels invisible be witnessed, even just by you.

Breathe in... the quiet strength it takes to hold so much.
Breathe out... the expectation to do it without needing anything in return.

You are here. Still choosing. Still carrying. Still loving.

That is enough. That is everything.

When you're ready, take one more deep breath in…
Hold it… And let it go.

You don’t have to be everything today.
You only have to be you.

And that, that is sacred.