There is a light inside you
that doesn’t just shine —
it breathes.
A warm, trembling radiance
rising from the quietest place within,
touching you the way dawn touches the horizon:
slow, reverent, inevitable.
It is intimate in the way the truth is intimate —
felt more than seen,
known more than spoken.
A soft unfolding
as your soul begins to lean toward itself again,
as if drawn by a gravity
older than your wounds.
This light does not push.
It invites.
It cups your spirit in gentle hands
and whispers you open.
You feel it like warmth gliding beneath your skin,
like the subtle quiver of being met —
not by another person,
but by your own returning presence.
It is a sacred closeness,
a mystical nearness,
a tender homecoming
wrapped in shimmering quiet.
This is the moment the universe breathes with you.
Where the air grows thicker with meaning,
where every part of you listens
and every part of you answers
without words.
You are not merely healing —
you are remembering.
Remembering the radiance you come from,
the softness that has always been your strength,
the deep, mystic glow
that was never extinguished
even when everything else dimmed.
Let this light move through you.
Let it gather in your chest,
let it hum in your spine,
let it rise —
slow, sacred, bright —
until you feel yourself expanding
into the fullness of being here,
alive, luminous,
and profoundly present.
This is your mystical intimacy
with your own becoming.
This is your soul
stepping back into its light.
And it is Beautiful!
#RareBeast #RetkaZverka #РеткаЗверка
Александра Наталија 