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  • The Power of Being With Myself

    The Power of Being With Myself

    (Heartful Writings – Part 3)

    This piece continues the reflective thread of “The Quiet Becoming,” diving even deeper into the sacred practice of simply being with oneself.

    There is a kind of healing that doesn’t come from fixing, but from sitting beside.

    Not rushing toward change, but simply being with what is — gently, without judgment.

    I used to think healing meant becoming better. Now I know:

    Healing often begins with being willing to stay — even in the mess, even in the ache, even in the stillness.

    When I No Longer Needed to Escape Myself

    We spend so much energy trying to distract, fix, impress, improve. But rarely do we ask:

    What if I didn’t run away from myself today?

    What if I simply sat with the version of me that is tired?

    That is unsure?

    That doesn’t want to try so hard?

    And said:

    “You are still welcome here.”

    In My Own Presence, I Became Safe

    There’s a difference between being alone and being with yourself. Loneliness aches. But presence… heals.

    When I slowed down, I noticed:

    The breath I ignored. The tears I never let fall. The smile I gave others but withheld from myself.

    Being with myself meant noticing — and honoring — what I so often abandoned.

    The Soft Power of Simply Being

    It’s not always about doing more, feeling more, knowing more. Sometimes, the most radical act is to pause. To stop performing. To let yourself be — raw, quiet, unfinished.

    There is strength in letting yourself be heldby your own breath. By your own heart. By your own attention.

    A Sacred Kind of Intimacy

    Being with myself isn’t always peaceful. But it is honest. And honesty is where healing begins.

    The more I meet myself in silence, the more I realize —

    I was never too much. I was just never fully seen by me.

    📬 If this writing wrapped around a part of your soul you’ve been ignoring, trust that.

    Subscribe. Reflect. Come sit here anytime. You are not alone.

    A Reflection for You:

    When was the last time you sat quietly with yourself — not to fix anything, but just to listen?

    What did you hear?

    Write it. Honor it. Even a whisper matters.

  • The Quiet Becoming

    The Quiet Becoming

    Heartful Writings – Part 2

    When Stillness Turns into Selfhood

    Some things don’t arrive with noise. They don’t knock loudly or demand your attention.

    Some things — like truth, clarity, healing — arrive softly.

    Like a breath.

    Like a quiet “yes” inside your chest.

    Like remembering who you are… after forgetting for too long.

    You Were Never Broken — Just Buried

    There’s a difference between being lost and being planted. Buried in responsibilities. In roles you never chose. In pain you didn’t expect to carry.

    But even a seed can forget it’s a tree — until it starts to grow.

    And you… you are growing again.

    Even if no one sees it.

    Even if it still hurts.

    Stillness Is Where the Real You Comes Home

    When the noise fades, you meet the part of you that was never trying to prove anything.

    The part that isn’t here to impress — only to be.

    You learn that peace is not passive. Peace is a choice. A sacred return.

    And in that stillness, you realize:

    I don’t need to become someone else to be enough.

    Let Go of the Urge to Rush

    You are not late.

    You are not behind.

    You are not broken.

    You are right on time for your own unfolding.

    Not everything blooms in spring. Some things bloom in quiet Novembers, in slow winters, in unexpected moments of grace.

    You are allowed to grow in silence.

    You Don’t Need a Map — Just a Willingness to Feel

    You don’t have to know every step.

    Just the next breath.

    Just the next truth.

    Just the next act of kindness toward yourself.

    That’s the path. That’s the way back.

    📬 If this writing reached a hidden part of your heart — trust that. Subscribe to stay close. You don’t have to walk this quietly brave path alone.

    Reflection for You:

    What part of you is waking up in the quiet? What gentle truth are you ready to honor today?

    Write it down. Whisper it. Let it live — softly, but surely.

    Because sometimes, whispered truths are the ones that carry us the furthest.