The Feeling of YES in My Body
Some mornings arrive with a quiet clarity.
A new day.
A fresh perspective.
An unexpected yes.
I woke up recently with that kind of shift—new ideas, new “aha” moments, and a deep sense of gratitude.
Gratitude for the courage it has taken to face the challenges in my life.
Gratitude for the steady support of friends and family who have walked alongside me.
Gratitude for my son—whose simple but profound question helped me see something clearly—and for the strength of our relationship, where honest conversations can unfold, and growth is welcomed.
And gratitude for the humility within me that allowed me to truly listen.
I’m also grateful for a dear friend who recently claimed something powerful:
“I get to make the rules.”
And then passed that insight on to me.
Sovereignty and the Return to Inner Authority
At the heart of “getting to make the rules” is something deeper than preference.
It is the return to alignment with truth.
With values.
With will.
With personal sovereignty.
It is the recognition that I have agency in my life.
For a long time, I looked outside myself for confirmation—seeking guidance from God, from signs, from something beyond me to validate every decision. I still welcome guidance from my Higher Self, Spirit, and the Divine… but the relationship has matured.
There was a time when I unconsciously gave away my authority—waiting for permission.
But that’s not how it works.
The wisdom I was seeking was never separate from me.
Learning the Language of the Body
One of the most invaluable tools I’ve come to trust is my body.
There is a “tell.”
A signal.
A knowing that arises not from thinking—but from feeling.
In some frameworks, like Human Design, this is described as waiting for a sacral “yes.” While I don’t always label it that way, I’ve come to recognize what a true yes feels like in me.
It is light.
Expansive.
Almost like a gentle internal current or hum.
I feel it from just below my solar plexus, rising into my heart.
There is a sense of alignment—as if something within me clicks into place.
If I imagine my energy centers like a series of spinning magnets, a yes feels like they suddenly align—creating clarity, coherence, and ease.
My mind becomes still.
My body softens.
There is a quiet sense of rightness.
Sometimes it even comes with a deep sigh of relief.
The Weight of No
A no feels very different.
Heavy.
Constricted.
Unsettled.
The energy doesn’t flow—it compresses.
There’s a kind of agitation to it, almost like standing near a downed power line—charged, but not safe or grounded.
Where yes feels like alignment,
no feels like resistance.
And the contrast between the two has become one of my greatest teachers.
A Peace That Doesn’t Need to Be Explained
The feeling of yes reminds me of a passage that has stayed with me:
“The peace of God, which transcends all understanding…” — Philippians 4:7
It’s that kind of peace.
Not because everything is easy.
Not because the decision is simple.
But because something deeper has settled.
A knowing beyond logic.
A clarity that doesn’t need justification.
The Image That Came Before the Knowing
What’s striking is that I had already drawn this feeling—before I fully understood it.
Last August, I created an illustration that now feels like it was foreshadowing this moment.
A figure, open and expansive.
Arms wide.
Radiating outward.
Surrounded by light.
Looking at it now, I recognize it:
Illustration from August 2025 — an expression of the ‘yes’ in the body, before I had words for it.
It is the embodiment of yes.
The body in alignment.
Energy moving freely.
A human being standing in coherence with their truth.
