The shofars voice aligns me with my warrior posture. I am completely at rest and completely alive at the same time. I feel an open heart and curious eyes. My jaw relaxes. I’m safe to live in this moment.

As the shofar calls out- I rise UP. I unfold myself from the stories that say I’m something other than GOOD and I rise UP into my own breath. Hashems breath that is breathing through me… because I’m actually meant to be me…

I rise UP. Feet grounded in the chain of all the warriors who have been here before me

And heart facing upward toward the infinite love that I am always a part of

All the pain and all the parts that feel disconnected from love and beauty ALSO have a seat here. There are whole corridors of this palace designated just for them. Each room of the palace has a different feel… some dark, some light… all different, but allll belonging to the king. (Visualize that…😍)

Crowning hashem as king means that I allow the fullness of my experince to be seen and known and loved by Hashem, through being seen and known and loved by myself

❤️

As we are