Somehow over the last couple of weeks I’ve been returning to a big word that I rare use:
Inhabit
It’s become a sort of affirmation:
I want to inhabit my life fully.
I feel like I’ve been gone, on a long long long journey, and I’ve returned home again.
And so saying or thinking, “I want to inhabit my life, to move into it fully with warmth and love,” it feels magical.
May I fully lovingly Inhabit my body
May I fully warmly lovingly Inhabit my home
May I fully warmly lovingly Inhabit my relationships
It’s move in day. And I’m seeking to make the most of it.