A prayer of blessing for Inner Peace

# A Prayer of Blessing for Inner Peace

May the war within you find its end.

Through the ancient and patient work of laying down what was never yours to carry.

May the breath come easily. May it reach the places that have been holding — the jaw, the chest, the low belly, the places behind the eyes where grief has lived so long it has forgotten it is grief.

May those places soften. Not because they are forced. Because they are finally safe.

May you find beneath the noise of your life a silence that is not empty but full — full the way the earth is full before anything breaks through the surface. Full the way midnight is full. Full the way a seed is full.

May you discover that peace is not the absence of difficulty but the presence of something deeper than difficulty. Something that was there before your first breath and will be there after your last. Something that does not need to be created because it was never destroyed.

May you stop waiting for the world to be healed before you allow yourself to be still.

May you stop waiting for permission.

May you know — in your body, not only in your mind — that the stillness you carry into a room changes the room. That the peace you cultivate in your own bones is not a private luxury but a public service. That every moment you spend in genuine equilibrium is a moment that ripples outward in ways you will never see and do not need to see.

May you trust the practice. The slow work. The unglamorous mornings. The days when nothing seems to move and the days when everything breaks open at once.

May you be granted the patience to sit with what has not yet resolved.

May you be granted the courage to feel what you have been postponing.

May you be granted the humility to receive help — from the traditions that came before you, from the teachers who carried them forward, from the earth that holds you whether you notice or not.

May you remember that you are not the first person to seek this. That for thousands of years, in every culture and on every continent, human beings have sat down, stood up, closed their eyes, opened their hands, and asked for exactly this. You are not alone in this asking. You have never been alone in this asking.

May the peace you find within you become the peace you offer to others — not as instruction, not as correction, but as presence. As the quiet proof that another way of being is possible.

May your breath be easy.

May your heart be steady.

May your bones remember what your mind forgot.

May you rest in what you are.