The Sacred Yes

There is a yes that does not come from the mouth.
It rises from the marrow.
It hums in the womb.
It echoes in the silence between heartbeats.

This yes is not rushed.
It is not performative.
It is not polite.
It is holy.

It is the yes that comes after rupture.
After the shedding.
After the long night of forgetting.
It is the yes that returns you to yourself—not as you were, but as you truly are.

The sacred yes is not loud.
It does not need to be justified.
It does not ask for permission.
It is a frequency—a resonance—a remembering.

It is the yes that says:
I choose to live slowly.
I choose to be led by God, not by fear.
I choose to serve through joy, not obligation.
I choose to be the light that reveals, not the spotlight that performs.

This yes is a portal.
It opens when you stop negotiating with your worth.
It opens when you stop outsourcing your knowing.
It opens when you become the sanctuary you’ve been seeking.

The sacred yes is not a reaction.
It is a response from the soul.
It is the moment you realize that your life is your altar,
and every choice is a prayer.

It is the yes that says:
I am ready to be seen.
I am ready to be still.
I am ready to be sovereign.

And in that yes,
the whole universe exhales.

“You will never be able to escape from your heart. So it’s better to listen to what it has to say.” Paulo Coelho, The Alchemist

©️ Liza | Soul Reflections in Divine Light™️