I’m slowly reprogramming a nervous system that spent years convinced danger was everywhere. 🌳 When anxiety and fight-or-flight show up, I do the Tree Shake. I let my body burn off some of the energy it’s been carrying. 🦋 When I’m disconnected, numb, or running on empty, I do the Butterfly. Big breaths. Open chest. A reminder to come back to myself. 🤲 When I’m deep in shutdown mode, I do Arm & Leg Squeezes. Simple pressure. One limb at a time. A way of telling my brain, “I’m still here.” None of this feels profound in the moment. It’s repetitive. It’s awkward. Sometimes it feels stupid. But trauma was learned through repetition. Maybe safety is too. 💜🔥