(Heartful Writings – Part 7)
At some point, healing becomes less about becoming someone else and more about staying true to who you’ve always been —
beneath the noise,
beneath the wounds,
beneath the need to be anything more.
Wholeness isn’t built in the spotlight. It’s shaped in the quiet rooms where you don’t leave yourself.
I Am the Presence I Was Waiting For
No longer chasing “better.” No longer begging for someone to choose me. Now, I choose myself — daily, intentionally, gently.
When sadness comes, I don’t try to escape. I pour tea. I sit still. And I whisper:
“You’re allowed to feel everything — and still be loved.”
Safety Is Not Something I Find — It’s Something I Offer
To my fears. To my younger self. To the parts I once silenced.
Now, I show up like a friend. Not fixing. Not judging. Just being there.
This is how I begin again — not by doing more, but by staying close.
I No Longer Walk Away from My Tiredness
When exhaustion rises, I don’t shame it. I soften.
I hold myself like I would a child. With patience. With grace.
Because the truth is:
Being soft with myself is how I stay strong.
This Is What Love Looks Like Now
It’s not loud. It’s not earned. It’s not measured by what I give others.
It’s the quiet way I speak to myself in the mirror. In the messy middle. In the moments I used to leave.
Love now sounds like:
“I see you.” “I’m here.” “I’m not going anywhere.”
📬 If these words feel like something you’ve needed to tell yourself for a while — whisper them again. Say them softer this time. And let them stay. Subscribe if you’d like to keep growing beside this kind of quiet.
💭 A Reflection for You:
What would shift if you showed up for yourself with the same loyalty you once gave away too easily?
Today, write one sentence that anchors you.
Let it begin with:
“I will not leave me.”
Let that be your new beginning. Your homecoming.
Author’s Note:
This piece was written on a day I almost abandoned myself — again. But instead, I paused… and stayed. If you’re learning to stay too, not out of fear but out of love , then this is your place.
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