sometimes holding yourself isn’t about standing taller.
it’s about folding smaller — curling into something slower, quieter, closer to yourself.
when i realized that the nights weren’t getting any lighter, i stopped fighting them.
instead, i built my soft reset ritual — not to erase the weight, but to carry it differently.
☁️ 1. light, but not bright
i start with a small glow.
no overhead lights. no screens screaming back at me.
just a salt lamp humming somewhere across the room — enough to feel held, but not seen.
[Link to salt lamp affiliate here]
📓 2. a place for the unsaid
there are sentences that never make it out loud.
i give them a home in a softbound journal — nothing fancy, no rules.
sometimes i write full pages. sometimes i just scribble a word and stare at it until it loses meaning.
both are enough.
[Link to journal affiliate here]
🫖 3. hands that remember stillness
i make tea even when i don’t want it.
the act itself — waiting, pouring, holding — is a ritual of slowness.
sometimes the tea goes cold before i drink it. that’s okay too.
[Link to tea set affiliate here]
🌘 soft resets aren’t cures. they’re conversations.
a soft reset doesn’t promise clarity. it offers presence.
it reminds me that being heavy is different from being broken.
if you’re carrying too much tonight, maybe you don’t need to drop it.
maybe you just need to hold it differently, for a little while.
(download my free Soft Reset Ritual Kit [here])
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