for decades my body braced in relationship. love meant shrinking, defending, or abandoning myself. but now? it’s learning how to simply be adored. this season has been an epic nervous system re-attunement. 😮‍💨 where I get to be big, soft, expansive, sacred *and* still held. this isn’t about someone saving me. it’s about someone standing steady enough that my nervous system finally believes: it is completely safe here. to love and be loved. it’s safe to be me.