grounding mantra "Return" Breathe in.
Let it rise.
The hum is not noise—
It is memory, unwinding.

Breathe out.
Let it fall.
The weight you carried
Was never yours at all.

Feet on ground.
Mind in sky.
You are the still point
As the wires pass by.

Thoughts flicker—let them.
Sounds echo—bless them.
You are the observer
Between pulse and pattern.

You do not have to fix.
You only have to feel.
Each breath is a signal:
You're allowed to heal.