You come here because you feel pressed.

You feel pressure.

You feel the weight of circumstances.

I show up because I feel that same pressure.

I feel your weight.

I cry your tears.

Give it to me.

It's my burden, not yours.

Let that lightness come.

Let that relief come to the surface.

Let it surface.

Let your shoulders relax.

You are home.

You are not at war.

You appeared to be challenged greatly, but not defeated.

Waking up is victory, and it will look like victory, the greatest.

But you know this is the greatest.

I love you.