Hello, my friend.
It's Lily.
I am really happy you are here.
Welcome to Blanket Words.
This little place is for you.
A place to slow down.
A place to rest your mind for a while.
You do not need to be strong here.
You do not need to be fast.
Here, we listen slowly.
We breathe slowly.
We learn gently, together.
Wherever you are right now, I am here with you.
So, let your shoulders drop.
Take one slow, deep breath.
Good.
Let us begin.
Think about this morning for a moment.
When you wake up, before you move, what is the first thing you tell
yourself?
Not the first thing you say to your family.
Not the good morning you send sister.
to your
But the very first words in your own head, while you are still under
the blanket.
Maybe you have never listened to them.
They come so fast.
The alarm rings at a quarter past six.
Your hand finds the phone before your eyes are open.
Messages.
The A news.
photo of someone's breakfast in a hotel by You the sea.
walk to the kitchen.
The kettle clicks on.
Last night's rice pot is still in You the sink.
look at the clock and think, "I'm late You already."
look in the bathroom mirror and think, "I look so tired."
You look at the pot in the sink and think, "Why can I never
keep up?"
And the day has not even started.
But nothing bad really happened.
It is just a normal morning.
The tea is warm.
The light is coming in through the window.
The only heavy thing in the room was the words.
If you know this feeling, you are not alone.
Nothing is wrong with you.
When we were little, nobody taught us to say hello to ourselves.
So now we wake up with a Not list.
Before a hello.
we sit we up, count what is not This done.
is what I want to share with you The today.
small words you say to yourself every morning.
And how, if you say them again and again, you can watch your life
change.
Not a long speech.
Not perfect words.
Just small, kind words that your mind can learn.
This is not magic.
It is how your mind works.
It learns the words it hears again and again.
There is a reason for this, and it is a gentle one.
We wait for the day to tell us how to feel.
We believe, truly believe, that a good day will come first, and then we
will feel good.
We think, "When this busy week is over, I will be happy."
But it does not work like that.
Have you noticed?
Very often, the first sentence decides.
The day begins with a heavy sentence, and then, all day, your mind looks
for proof.
The bus is late.
"See?"
says the voice.
Someone at work forgets to say thank you.
"I told you."
So the morning itself is not heavy.
The words we give it are heavy.
Some people call this self-talk.
It only means the way you talk to yourself, inside your head.
It is not something you do once.
It is something you do every single day, often without hearing it.
You are not tired because your life is wrong.
You are tired because the first voice you hear is not kind.
Let me give you five small pictures, and five small sentences to go with
them.
We will say each one together, slowly.
Let your hands rest where they are.
Feel the blanket, or the chair, under you.
There is nowhere to hurry to right now.
Now, imagine the door of your fridge.
It is covered with small papers.
Little magnets hold in them place.
One magnet is shaped like a lemon.
A shopping list.
A photo from a birthday.
A child's drawing, a little yellow at the corners.
And behind all that, there are some old notes.
You stopped seeing them years ago.
Now, imagine you take one down and read it again, slowly.
It says, "You are too slow."
Another one says, "Do not make a fuss."
One, in very old ink, says, "Why can you not be more like your
cousin?"
Who wrote these notes?
Maybe a teacher, long ago.
Maybe a tired parent, on a bad day.
They time.
said it one But you put it on the fridge, and you read it
every morning.
My friend, your mind is that fridge door.
When you spill your coffee and think, "So clumsy," that an is old note.
When you see your face in a dark bus window and hear, "Look at
you," that is an old note.
When you want to ask for help and a voice says, "Do not bother
people," that is an old note too.
Those words were never yours.
You only kept them.
Not because were they true, but because you read them so many times.
And here is the good news.
A magnet is easy to move.
You do not need a new fridge.
You only need new paper.
Take down the old notes.
Write new ones.
Here is the first new note.
Four small words.
"Good morning, my heart."
Say it with me, slowly.
"Good morning, my heart."
It may feel a little silly.
That is okay.
Maybe nobody has said good morning to you with real warmth for a long
time.
Today, you can be the first.
Imagine a cup of black tea on the kitchen table.
It is seven o'clock.
The steam goes up in a thin white line.
You take a sip.
It is a little bitter.
Now you take one spoon of sugar.
Just one.
You drop it in, and you stir.
Clink, clink, clink, the spoon against cup.
the The sugar is gone.
But you take another sip, and the whole cup is different.
Not only the top.
Every sip, down to the very bottom.
My friend, this is what one kind sentence does to a day.
It is small.
It takes three seconds.
Nobody sees it.
But it goes everywhere.
When you burn the toast and you laugh, instead of shouting at yourself, that
is the sugar.
When you are tired at afternoon, four in the and you let yourself sit
down for a minute, that is the sugar too.
You do not need a new cup.
You need one spoon of something sweet.
Here is the second sentence.
"Today, I will be gentle with myself."
Say it with me.
"Today, I will be gentle with myself."
Stir it in.
Let it reach the bottom of the cup.
If you loved my episode, Be Kind to Yourself Every Day, you know that
you deserve your own kindness.
Today is the same truth, from a new window.
And if this episode is helping your feel heart a little lighter right now,
would you tap subscribe?
It is not about numbers.
It is so that someone else, someone who wakes up to hard words every
morning, can find this place too.
Just one small tap.
Thank you, my friend.
Now,
let us continue.
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tell you a small story.
On the third floor of an old building, there lived an old woman with
a grey cardigan.
Every morning at half past six, she opened her kitchen window.
And she put a handful of rice and some bread crumbs on the narrow
ledge outside.
Then she talked to the birds.
"Good morning, little ones."
"Here you are."
"Slowly, slowly."
"There is enough for everyone."
One morning, the girl from the flat next door was watching from her own
window.
She was eight years old, and she was not afraid to ask things.
"Why do you talk to them?"
the girl "They asked.
do not understand you."
The old woman smiled.
"Maybe not the words," she said.
"But they understand my "So voice."
they know this is a safe The place."
girl watched for many mornings after that.
At first, the birds came one They by one.
looked left and right.
They took one crumb and flew away.
But the old woman kept talking, in the same soft every voice, single morning.
And after a few weeks, the birds were waiting on the before ledge she
even opened the window.
Imagine that kitchen window now.
The cool air.
The little feet tapping on the stone.
A soft voice saying, "Here you are."
My friend, your mind is like those birds.
It is shy when it wakes up.
hard A voice makes it fly away, into worry.
If the first thing it hears is, "Hurry, you are late again," it flies
off for hours.
But if the first thing it hears is soft, it stays.
It sits down.
It eats.
Make your morning a safe place for yourself.
Speak to your mind the way she speaks to the birds.
Here is the third sentence.
"This morning, I am safe with me."
Say it with me, slowly.
"This morning, I am safe with me."
Let us stop here for one breath.
Let your shoulders drop.
Let your jaw go loose.
Open your hands on your lap.
Good.
Now, imagine a small plant on your kitchen windowsill.
A basil plant, in a cheap green plastic pot.
When you touch a leaf, your fingers smell green.
Every morning, you give it a little And water.
every morning, it looks the same.
Then one Sunday, you stop and look.
All the leaves are leaning toward the window.
The whole plant is bending to the light.
When did that happen?
Not on Sunday.
It happened a tiny bit every day, too slow for your eyes to see.
My friend, your life is that plant.
You turn toward what you repeat.
If you say, "I am so tired," every morning, you lean toward tired.
You notice every yawn.
You feel every heavy step.
But if you say, "I am growing," every morning, you start to lean a
different way.
You notice the soup you made.
The email you finally answered.
I know what you might be thinking.
"That is nice, Lily."
"But I tried kind words for two days, and nothing changed."
I know.
I have felt that too.
But that is exactly how the plant grows.
You do not see it on day two.
You see it one quiet Sunday, many weeks later.
You turn toward what you repeat.
So repeat something kind.
Here is the fourth sentence.
"Little by little, I am growing."
Say it with me.
"Little by little,
I am growing."
One more picture, my friend.
A very small one.
Imagine a small bedroom, very early.
The light is grey and blue.
A baby is waking up in her cot.
She is warm, and she smells of milk and sleep.
Her mother picks her up and holds her close.
And she says, "Good morning, my little one."
The baby does not understand the words.
Not yet.
But the next morning, her mother says it again.
And the next.
A hundred mornings.
Then one day, the baby smiles when she hears it.
Later, she says it back, in her own small way.
How did she learn?
Nobody gave her a lesson.
She heard the same warm words, again and again.
My friend, this is how you learned to talk to yourself.
You learned from the voices around you.
Some were warm, and some were hard.
And you can still learn new words today, the same way you are learning
English, by hearing them again and again.
Your mind is still learning.
Teach it kind words.
Here is the last sentence.
"I am still learning,
one word at a time."
Say it with me, softly.
"I am still one learning,
word at a time."
Put your hand on your Feel heart.
it working for you, even now.
Good.
Here is my gentle invitation for you tonight.
Before you sleep, tear off a little piece of paper.
Write four words on it, "Good morning, my heart."
Put it next to your bed, where your phone usually sleeps.
And tomorrow morning, before you touch your phone, say our five sentences out loud.
Softly, if the house is still asleep.
"Good morning, my heart."
"Today, I will be gentle with myself."
"This morning, I am safe with me."
"Little by little, I am growing."
"I am still learning, one word at a time."
Let me remind you of what we talked about today.
We talked about the old notes on the fridge.
You can take them down.
"Good morning, my heart."
We talked about one spoon of sugar in the tea.
One kind sentence sweetens the whole day.
"Today, I will be gentle with myself."
We talked about the old woman and the birds.
A soft voice makes a safe "This place.
morning, I am safe with me."
We talked about the basil plant on the windowsill.
You turn toward what you repeat.
"Little by little, I am growing."
And we talked about the mother and her baby.
Your mind learns what it hears.
"I am still learning, one word at a time."
Take down the old notes.
Stir in the sugar.
Feed the birds.
Turn toward the light.
Say good morning, like a mother.
Be warm with your mornings, my friend.
Not because every morning will be easy, but because your mind is listening.
Say these words every morning, and watch your life change, one quiet morning at
a time.
Thank you for being here with me today, my friend.
Thank you for giving yourself this quiet time.
It means more than you know.
If this episode brought you a little peace, please tap like and subscribe.
It helps someone else find this place when they need it most.
And tell me in the comments, what is the first sentence you will say
to yourself tomorrow morning?
I read every one.
Rest your heart tonight.
I am proud of you for being here.
Goodbye for now, my friend.