Self Healing Ritual – A Promise to Yourself
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🌷 Step 1: Your First Healing Ritual – A Promise to Yourself
Sit in silence. Light a candle. Breathe deeply. And make this promise:
I will not abandon myself anymore.
I will listen to my feelings, not silence them.
I will forgive myself a little more each day.
📿 Sacred Ritual:
Light a white candle
Look into your own eyes in the mirror
Say out loud:
“I am safe. I am sacred. I am strong.”
💌 Step 2: Emotional Healing Journal Prompts (Day 1–7)
What emotion am I truly feeling today?
If my tears could talk, what would they say?
When did I silence myself — and why?
If my soul could speak, what would she say?
Who do I need to forgive — myself or someone else?
What would healing look and feel like for me?
When do I feel most alive?
✍️ If you cry while writing… let it flow. Tears are sacred water.
🌸 Step 3: Embracing Your Inner Child
There’s a little girl inside you still waiting to hear:
“You weren’t wrong…”
“You only wanted love…”
“You’re still worthy…”
Take out an old letter, photo, or memory and say to her:
“I see you now. I will protect you.”
🕊️ Step 6: Say Goodbye to Shame, Guilt & Fear
The 3 biggest blocks to healing are:
Shame: “Why did I let that happen?”
Guilt: “Did I do something wrong?”
Fear: “What if it happens again?”
To release them, try this simple ritual:
🔮 Ho’oponopono Mantra:
“I’m sorry. Please forgive me. Thank you. I love you.”
👐 While gently tapping or massaging your chest, say:
“I forgive myself. I am healing. I am enough.”
🌼 Step 4: Self-Worth = Sacred Worth
Your value doesn’t come from a relationship, a title, or approval.
Your worth is not performance-based. It is presence-based.
You exist — and that makes you worthy.
🌟 Affirmations:
I am a sacred creation of the universe
I love and accept myself, unconditionally
My emotions are my power, not my weakness
💖 Final Message – You Are Made of Light, Not of Scars
Dear sister,
If you’re reading this, remember:
You are not broken. You were just exhausted.
Now is your time to heal — for yourself, your daughters, and all the women still whispering behind silence.
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