In Stillness, I Return to myself.
In Breath, I Remember my nature.
In Presence, I Awaken.
I am Loving Kindness,
Full of Grace,
Delightfully Amused
by the Unfolding of All Things.
I walk in Wonder.
I rest in Compassion.
I rise in Joy.
I am Priceless,
for no measure can contain
the Depth of my Spirit
or the Light I Carry.
I am Strong,
for strength flows through me
as Mountain,
as River,
as the Quiet Endurance of Dawn.
I am Loved,
held by the Universe,
woven into the Great Pattern,
Cherished Without Condition.
I am Magic,
Born of Stardust,
Moved by Intuition,
Guided by Unseen Currents of Wisdom.
I am Worthy,
by Existence Alone,
Before Action,
Beyond Doubt.
I am Enough,
in every Breath,
in every Form,
in every Moment That I am.
I Matter,
for my Presence Changes the World,
my Touch Leaves Traces,
my Being Ripples Outward
in ways Unseen and Holy.
In Stillness, I Return.
In Breath, I Remember.
In Presence, I Awaken.
This is my Truth.
This is my Sutra.
This is my Being.

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