Sometimes, you just have to rearrange the pieces.
Sometimes, you have to trust the release—allow, let go.
I’m grateful I can trust that, dear Divine.
Grateful to be in the process of process.
For all I do rearrange, for all I do release—
It makes space.
It shapes me.
It invites my most divine and authentic flow.
I need not cling.
I need not control.
I simply breathe,
believe,
and allow.
I am not fixed,
and nothing is forever.
This I know.
This I know.
Please, Divine—
Shed the layers and the lifetimes that hinder my next becoming.
Remove the blocks, the beliefs, the barriers
that keep me from knowing who I am, who You are,
and all the miraculous Love within and around me.
Make me open.
Make me receptive.
Make me steadfast in my worth,
rooted in the wholeness that is already here.
This life is not just for me—
but for all I am connected to.
I release my smallness.
I realize my magnitude.
I release my doubts.
I realize my deepest faith.
I release my limits.
I realize my freest potential.
I release my grasp of control.
I realize the power of surrender.
I release the stories shaped by shame and blame.
I realize they were the curriculum,
the catalysts that brought me here—
with the capacity to heal,
with the strength to feel,
to digest, to discern, to discover,
to do what those before me never could.
I release the past
so that those who came before me
no longer have to stay stuck in my cycles too.
I call us all into the light.
I offer us all infinite love and forgiveness.
I remember the gifts, the talents,
the ways we laughed,
the ways we lived,
even when it was dark, stagnant, shallow.
I realize my power.
I release anything that dims it.
I realize I am so deeply loved.
Thank you, Lord.
I release any doubt that it could be otherwise.
I love you.
Yes, you.
For exactly who you are.
And yet—
I will keep calling you forward.
I will keep calling you in.
I will keep calling us each and all toward the work
we are still here to do.
Let us be free.
And let us be free together.
And so it is.
And so will be.
But Let’s Be Honest—This Isn’t Easy.
Letting go is hard.
Sometimes, the hardest thing we will ever do.
Because despite all the pain, all the patterns, all the ways we suffer—
we cling.
Not because we love to suffer,
but because we have been conditioned to.
Our culture has told us that control keeps us safe.
That certainty is more valuable than change.
That power is found in possession, not presence.
That life should be ordered, predictable, secure—
not wild, not flux, not flow.
And yet, nothing in nature clings.
Not the rivers that keep moving,
not the trees that release their leaves,
not the stars that explode and become new light.
The cosmos itself is in a state of perpetual becoming.
And so are we.
It is our refusal to let go—our resistance to flux—that keeps us stuck.
That keeps us suffering.
This is why aparigraha, the yogic practice of non-attachment, is not just a principle—it’s a liberation.
Not a rejection, not a renunciation of life,
but a way of clearing space so we can actually see, witness, and realize the wonder, the wholeness, the power that is already here.
Because when we unclench our fists,
when we loosen our grip,
we don’t lose—
we open.
We open to love.
We open to truth.
We open to a life that is bigger than just ourselves.
And when we do this inner work,
when we step into the light of our own becoming,
it is never just for us alone.
It ripples.
It reaches.
It realigns the world in ways we may never even see.
This is the practice. This is the invitation.
Now, dear one, your turn:
I release __________________________________________________
as I realize __________________________________________________
Let these blanks hold the weight of what you are ready to release.
Let them shine with the light of what you are ready to see.
And may we all be free.
❤️ If this piece spoke to you—if it offered even a moment of breath, reflection, or release—I’d love for you to click the little heart at the top and bottom of the page. I am not attached to outcomes, but I am open. Open to receiving, expanding, and reaching the hearts that may need this work just as much as we do. And sometimes, the smallest gestures—like a simple click—can help this work find its way to someone who needs it. Thank you for being here, for being you, for being a part of this unfolding. ❤️
Looking for release? Looking for realization? Come join us this Saturday at The Hive.
I would love to invite you to practice with me and our conscious, caring community. Each Saturday, I offer trauma-informed, heart-centered practices that are accessible to all—no experience needed. This Saturday, we’ll begin with a 75-minute Vinyasa Flow at 10am, followed by a 30-minute meditation at 11:30am.
The Hive is still in the early stages of its journey, so if you are coming for the first time, please be mindful that the sign out front is a red arborist sign—trust the GPS and address, you are in the right place!
Investment for Class:
Sliding Scale (No one will ever be turned away for lack of funds)
Community: $15 Yoga / $5 Meditation (Discounted rate for those with limited resources)
Sustainer: $20 Yoga / $10 Meditation (The cost to maintain this work)
Supporter: $25 Yoga / $15 Meditation (Helps sustain this work and offers an opportunity for another to join)
Cash, Check, & Venmo are accepted.
Address:
1031 E Saginaw Rd, Midland, MI
please be mindful: Doors open 15 minutes before class, and close 5 minutes after it begins—please arrive with time to settle in. Yoga mats and props are available for use. know you are welcome and worthy exactly as you are.
The tier-based pricing system is designed to reflect our proximity to privilege, resources, and accessibility. It allows us to show up and invest from a place of humility, knowing that those who are able to contribute more help make it possible for others to access this work. I believe in creating a space where all are welcome, and this system ensures that no one will be turned away, regardless of financial circumstances.
I can’t wait to share this space with you, and I’m grateful for the opportunity to practice and grow together.
Your poetry sings as a song of divine light, Keri. Reminding us, inviting us in to this powerful and often unfamiliar experience of flow. Thank you, dear one.🩷