In the quiet of still moments, I find myself drawn back to the depths of what I crave. A refuge from the turmoil that often churns within, I reach out for solace.
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May the threads of calmness slowly weave their way through my thoughts, dulling the sharp edges of anxiety that threaten to derail my path forward.
May the threads of calmness slowly weave their way through my thoughts,
dulling the sharp edges of anxiety that threaten to derail my path forward. Help me to breathe, to trust the fragile sense of peace I've begun to grasp,
and hold onto it even when uncertainty surrounds me. As I move forward, may I hold compassion for my own fallibility.
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