The first days of winter. The growth begins anew.
With expansion comes fear, a desire to clamp down. But the fullness of change can no longer be put off. So, an incantation:
Regardless of the discomfort that comes, I breathe into my expansion. Regardless of the discomfort that comes, I continue to breathe.
Regardless of the discomfort that comes, I breathe into my expansion. Regardless of the discomfort that comes, I continue to breathe.
Regardless of the discomfort that comes, I breathe into my expansion. Regardless of the discomfort that comes, I continue to breathe.
Regardless of the discomfort that comes, I breathe into my expansion. Regardless of the discomfort that comes, I continue to breathe.
Regardless of the discomfort that comes, I breathe into my expansion. Regardless of the discomfort that comes, I continue to breathe.