You are the GIFT

Cosmic Reset: The Gifts We Brought to the Table

Last night, during our Cosmic Reset, I guided everyone on a journey—and as often happens when I guide meditation, I began to see and experience the journey along with them.

We were all invited to a huge table.

And we did not come empty-handed.

Each of us brought something to the table: the gifts we had developed, discovered, remembered, or nurtured within ourselves over this past year.

Some were gifts we had learned to give to others.

But many were gifts we had finally learned to give to ourselves.

Self-care.

Listening to our dreams.

Nurturing our inner voice.

Trusting our intuition.

Honoring our boundaries.

Allowing ourselves to change.

And even the beautiful, sometimes difficult work of meeting our shadows—the parts of ourselves we may once have hidden, judged, or pushed away.

Our shadow work was a gift, too.

Every time we chose to look inward rather than away, every time we questioned an old belief, every time we loved a piece of ourselves we had once rejected, we brought something new to the table.

We Are Creating the New Earth

As I looked around this enormous table, I became aware that there were many others sitting with us.

Some felt familiar.

Perhaps they were beings we have known in dreams, meditation, or journeys beyond our ordinary awareness.

Others felt ancient.

Guides. Ancestors. Angels. Teachers. Ancient Ones.

And there were great archetypal presences—the Sun, the Earth, the stars, and the vastness of the multiverse itself.

It felt as though many worlds and many forms of consciousness had gathered around this table.

And we were being honored.

Because of our shadows.

Because of our work.

Because we came to the table at this time.

We were being honored because we had been willing to do the work and help create this New Earth.

So many of us are releasing old constructs about who society told us we should be.

We are releasing the habit of staying quiet when our inner voice wants to speak.

We are listening differently to our self-talk.

We are questioning the stories we have carried about who we are, what we deserve, and what is possible for us.

And perhaps most importantly, we are learning to honor and love the selves we once were.

The child who was told no.

The child who was told to be quiet.

The child who was hurting.

The child who wasn't seen.

And sometimes that child isn't from many years ago. Sometimes it is the version of ourselves who was hurting last week.

All of them were invited to the table.

And then our future selves came to the celebration, too.

Past. Present. Future.

Seven generations. Seven lifetimes. Perhaps more.

For a moment, they were not separate.

We were whole.

We were reminded that through every version of ourselves, we are loved. We are held. We are met with compassion and honor.

Perhaps this, too, is how we create a New Earth—not by rejecting who we have been, but by bringing all of ourselves home.

Then We Were Given a Gift

As we sat together, each of us was presented with a beautiful box.

A present.

Inside was a new gift—or perhaps many gifts. Each person perceived it differently.

For some, it appeared as a star.

For others, a jewel or crystal.

Perhaps it was a planet.

Perhaps a ticket.

Perhaps something that had no name at all.

The form wasn't as important as what it represented.

Infinite potential.

And this wasn't simply a gift we looked at.

It was a gift we experienced through our senses.

We could see it.

Hear it.

Feel it.

Smell it.

Perhaps even taste it.

We allowed our physical bodies, our energetic bodies, and our crystalline bodies to expand enough to receive this gift in its fullness—opening our dimensional awareness to something we may not yet completely understand.

We didn't need to know exactly what the gift would become.

We simply needed to receive it.

And Then Came the Inner Child

Then something beautiful happened.

We were given the opportunity to experience this gift through the eyes and heart of our inner child.

Not the wounded child.

Not the child trying to understand the adults in the room.

Not the child learning the rules of the world.

The little one before all of that.

Three or four years old.

Imagine handing that little one an extraordinary present.

There is no questioning whether they deserve it.

No wondering whether it is practical.

No worrying about what someone else will think.

They open it.

Their eyes grow wide.

Their whole body responds.

They laugh.

They marvel.

They receive.

Pure joy.

Pure love.

And perhaps this was the greatest gift of our Cosmic Reset.

Not something new that we needed to learn, but something ancient that we came here already knowing.

Something underneath the expectations, responsibilities, disappointments, and stories we collected along the way.

A remembering.

A knowing.

Ananda.

Joy.

Bliss.

Grace.

Maybe our Cosmic Reset wasn't about becoming something new.

Maybe it was about clearing enough away to remember what has always been there.

And perhaps as we build this New Earth together, one of the greatest gifts we can bring to the table is exactly that:

Our joy.

Our love.

Our willingness to receive.

And the remembrance that we never came to the table empty-handed.

We were carrying gifts all along.

With love,TeriHolding Your Space