Saturday

 Saturday reflection 

Reflection

Today I speak gently to myself.

Not to correct, not to fix, not to explain — only to listen.

Everything I see is energy.

Everything I feel is movement.

Nothing is personal. Nothing is accidental.

I notice how energy expresses itself through bodies, through habits, through words, through silence.

I do not label it as good or bad.

I simply observe.

Some energy moves fast.

Some energy moves slow.

Some energy seeks control.

Some energy seeks comfort.

Some energy seeks stillness.

And I honor all of it — without absorbing what is not mine.

I no longer need to resist.

I no longer need to prove.

I no longer need to explain my path.

My body teaches me where I am.

My breath tells me when to pause.

My spine reminds me when it is time to rise.

My feet remind me how to touch the ground with patience.

I am learning to move with gravity, not against it.

I am learning to trust slowness as wisdom.

I am learning that strength does not rush.

I release the need to be understood.

I release the need to be mirrored.

I release the need to correct anyone’s journey.

What others carry belongs to them.

What I carry belongs to me.

I choose compassion without collapse.

I choose awareness without judgment.

I choose love without conditions.

I allow energy to pass through me without naming it, without holding it, without resisting it.

I stay rooted. I stay present. I stay kind.

Today I honor my body for what it has endured.

I honor my mind for what it has learned.

I honor my spirit for remaining open.

Nothing is wrong.

Nothing is right.

Everything is unfolding.

I walk forward slowly, consciously, lovingly —

listening to my breath, my bones, and the quiet intelligence within me.

I am exactly where I need to be.

Yoruba Yogi