Ascent
I don’t need to leave home to reach something higher.
I don’t need to leave home to reach something higher.
Everything has its place here, including me.
I sit longer than I need to, just because I can.
I close certain doors so I can protect my quiet.
I step out when I have to, knowing I’ll return.
I let the day move gently instead of rushing it.
I don’t need bright lights; a soft warmth is enough.
I build my steadiness from the ground up.
I stay grounded by holding myself together.
I feel connected here, even when I’m alone.
I tie my shoes knowing I might not walk far.
I allow myself to rest without feeling guilty for it.
I start my days slowly, letting small rituals shape the pace.
I gather myself in soft spaces before facing anything else.
I center myself in the quiet glow of familiar light.
I make space for stillness on purpose.
I let moments warm up before I react to them.
I disappear into familiar sounds when I need space.
I rely on small structures to hold my boundaries.
I let things grow at the pace they’re meant to.
I loosen my grip and let myself exist without tension.
I reach toward light, even inside four walls.
I keep what I need within reach and close the rest away.
I let air move through the room without disturbing my stillness.
I yield to the quiet glow that fills this room.
I choose what enters my space and what stays outside.