I ask my higher self to locate and release the trauma in my body, not unlike picking up a daddy long legs and asking it which way the cows went, hoping my soul will stretch out a tendril in the right direction.

This time, I am not living in fear of the future. This time I am taking up space and holding my boundaries. This time, I believe in actions, not in words. I live in what is real, not what is fantasy. I am surrounded by love, support, and grace. My vulnerabilities are protected here, not exploited or manipulated, but met instead with equal vulnerability. There is peace and safety here. I can breathe and relax. I am manifesting and have become manifest. I am one with nature, with the universe, and them with me. I embrace the flow.

I am not my past. I am not the terrible things that people have done to me that they called love. I am the now, setting the intentions for all the beautiful tomorrows.