Permission Granted

Today I give myself permission.

I give myself permission to exist wherever I am,
to enjoy the air moving around me,
to luxuriate in the comfort of my warm bed.

I give myself permission to share space with my animals who love me,
to be proud of how I take care of my home,
to feel OK with being OK.

I give myself permission to let the sound of the surf fill me with peace,
to remember my mom,
to feel like it’s going to be a good day,
to accept that not everything will go perfectly,
to remind my nervous system it is not under attack.

I give myself permission to judge,
to feel gratitude for my living space,
to let go of other people’s narratives.

I give myself permission to rise and lift others with me,
to write what I feel,
to want,
to dream.

I give myself permission to live a small life,
to limit access to my world only to those who give back to it,
to stop giving thought to those who have taken and keep trying to take.

I give myself permission to smile,
to love,
to be worthy.

I give my body permission to let go,
to release pain bound up in emotions,
to let go of tension tied to sadness,
to stretch out to its natural length,
to glow,
to radiate its own glory.

I give myself permission to have a voice and to use it,
to hold opinions, informed or not,
to be wrong about the day but not let it sink me,
to accept when things go wrong,
to be as extra or as basic as I feel like being.

Today, I give myself permission to be alive,
and to take up my space as I see fit.

Ballachulish, Scotland – Oct 31, 2022 ♥