Reclaim Your Lost Power | This Music Heals What You Surrendered | Native American Flute

What you're about to hear isn't just music. It's medicine. Seven sacred chants with one single purpose. To give you back what you gave away without knowing. If your soul brought you here, there's a specific reason for you. Let yourself be carried. Reclaim your power. Lift your worth. Be reborn from your soul. I stayed silent when I should have spoken. I smiled while I was breaking. Made myself small to be loved. Gave away what was always mine. I asked permission to be myself. Clapped for those who dimmed my light. Said yes with my mouth shut tight. While my soul was fading inside. No one forced me. It was me, it was me. I gave myself away without seeing it. Now I feel it, now I know. I come back home, I find my way. It was me, it was me. Who let myself slip away. Today I come back home with me. To take back all that was mine. I gave my time, I gave my voice. Gave my yes and my no away. I gave the day, I gave the night. And stopped living in my own skin. I walked on tiptoes in my own home. Asked forgiveness for being here. I was a guest in my own life. Never knowing this was always mine. No one forced me. It was me, it was me. I gave myself away without seeing it. Now I feel it, now I know. I come back home, I find my way. It was me, it was me. Who let myself slip away. Today I come back home with me. To take back all that was mine. My head. To the woman I myself slip away. Today I come back home with me. And here I stay. This is my home. My home. Your voice still rings inside of me. Saying things I don't believe. You left but you stayed behind. Living rent free here in my chest. I've asked you to leave a thousand times. But you stay, you don't even notice. Today I tell you without raising my voice. This is my house, not yours. And it's not with anger, not with pain. It's with the calm of one who loves herself. I return what was always yours. I keep only what is mine. No more, no more. This is the end. You don't speak, you don't command. Your voice fades, mine stays clear. I cut the thread, I return home. I won't carry your fear that one was yours. Won't carry your guilt that's not mine. I won't keep what you said about me. I won't keep what you believed. My head is mine, my bed is mine. My time is mine, my peace is mine. Whatever you decide out there. No longer touches, no longer reaches me. And it's not with anger, not with pain. It's with the calm of one who loves herself. I return what was always yours. I keep only what is mine. No more, no more. This is the end. You don't speak, you don't command. Your voice fades, mine stays clear. I cut the thread, I return home. Night after night after night. What's mine, I come back home. No more, no more. This is the end. You don't speak, you don't command. Your voice fades, mine stays clear. And here I stay with me again. Ah. I carry on my shoulders what was never mine. In my throat the words I never said. There's an old knot deep inside my chest. From all the yeses I said without meaning. My body aches from all I kept in. From all the words I had to swallow. There's a weariness that isn't from today. That I've been dragging without knowing. And the sweet smoke comes in to cleanse me. Sage and cedar and the sunflower. Cleans inside what I no longer am. Sun cleans outside what isn't my voice. I smudge myself, I smudge myself. Out it goes, out it goes. Back comes light, back comes life. My body clean, my soul away. On my back I carry what was missing. In my belly the fear that I learned. In my hands what I gave away. It's time to return it all. What they told me wasn't true. What they did to me wasn't true. It wasn't love. And my body always knew. Today I listen, today I hear. And the sweet smoke comes in to cleanse me. Sage and cedar and the sunflower. Cleans inside what I no longer am. Cleans outside what isn't my... I smudge myself, I smudge myself. Out it goes, out it goes. Back comes light, back comes life. My body clean, my soul away. I clean, I come back new. I come back new. I smudge myself, I smudge myself. Out it goes, out it goes. Back comes light, back comes life. My body clean, my soul away. I'm back, I'm back to me. After so much time outside. Back to my body, back to my voice. And here I stay, here I wait for me. I touch my hands, yes they are mine. I touch my chest, my life beats there. I see myself in the mirror without running. And for the first time I like what I see. My feet walk where I choose to go. My face smiles when I truly feel. I no longer watch myself from far away. I'm inside now, I'm in me. Back to my body, back to my voice. Back to the woman I always was. Here I am, here I am. Back in me, with me again. My body's home, my voice is mine. I don't leave, I don't go. I speak and my voice no longer scares me. It sounds more clear, it sounds more mine. I say what I want without asking. And for the first time I listen to me. I celebrate with joy, I cry. If I must, I get angry. If I should, I'm quiet. If I wanna, I feel it all without hiding. And I feel it all being here. Back to my body, back to my voice. Back to the woman I always was. Here I am, here I am. Back in me, with me again. My body's home, my voice is mine. I don't leave, I don't go. Here I am, here I am. Back to my body, back to my voice. Back to the woman I always was. Here I am, here I am. Back in me, with me again. My body's home, my voice is mine. And here I stay. No more leaving. Mmm. What I signed when I wasn't with myself. Today I undo it. No more games. My time is mine, my day is mine. And from today I come first. My dignity isn't on sale, won't drop in price because you say so. What I'm worth is not up for debate. What I'm worth, I define myself. And I come back for me. I come back home. With all that's mine. Asking no one's permission. It's mine, it's mine, it's all mine. My time, my voice, my yes and no. I reclaim what I gave away, you see. No one tells me what I'm worth. Hillbilly and ----. And I am a hillbilly. My opinion isn't asked from the side. My seat at the table is already there. If someone doesn't know how to hear me, I go to another table. No drama. What I said from fear, I unsay. What I signed when I was tired. No more my words honored from today. And what I'm worth begins to count. And I come back for me. I come back home. With all that's mine. Asking no one's permission. It's mine, it's mine, it's all mine. My time, my voice, my yes and no. I reclaim what I gave away, you see. No one tells me what I'm worth. Don't get angry if I set boundaries. Don't be offended if I say enough. My life was never meant to be given. My life is meant for me to live. And what's mine. It's mine, it's mine, it's all mine. My time, my voice, my yes and no. Reclaimed all I gave away, you see. No one tells me what I'm worth. What's mine. I take back my life. I take back what's mine. It's mine, it's mine, it's all mine. My time, my voice, my yes and no. Reclaimed all I gave away, you see. And no one tells me what I'm worth. Something inside has caught fire again. It's been so long since I felt this way. The hunger for living comes back awake. And to bite into life without apology. My step is firm, my gaze is mine. My eyes carry back what was dimmed. It's not revenge, it's not payback. It's being alive, it's being whole. I burn, I burn. Back comes the fire. I burn, I burn. Back comes the life. I burn, I burn. My flame returns. I burn, I burn. I live again, not from anger, not from war. It's the fire that was always mine. I want things I never wanted before. I desire what I stopped asking for. My body dances when it feels like it. My soul celebrates being awake. The plans I postponed come back to me. The dreams I hid come back to me. There's a new fire that moves me forward. And I won't put it out again. I burn, I burn. Back comes the fire. I burn, I burn. Back comes the life. I burn, I burn. My flame returns. I burn, I burn. I live again, not from anger, not from war. It's the fire that was always mine. I say And before everything catches fire, I hear the calm that brought me here. My life burns. My flame returns. I burn, I burn. I live again, not from anger, not from war. The fire that was mine came back. Today I woke up light. Life fits inside my body again. And the day tastes like something good. Like something I forgot how to taste. I walk without fighting anything. I lean into life like someone trying it new. Fear isn't running after me anymore. The old hurt isn't aching anymore. And I bless what I went through. Even the ugly brought me here. I don't fight my story anymore. Because my story gave me life. I made it, I made it, I made it here. I'm me again. I'm born again. The road was long. Now I walk new. I walk well. I go slower and the day is enough. I do things with time, with calm. I don't ask the world for what I deserve. I earn it step by step. There are those who love me and stay close. There are those who left and I no longer hurt. But I learned to be well being alone. And to receive when someone comes to me. And I bless what I went through. Even the ugly brought me here. I don't fight my story anymore. Because my story gave me life. I made it, I made it, I made it here. I'm me again. I'm born again. The road was long. Now I walk new. I walk well. I'm me again. I'm born again. The road was long. And I look back without anger. I look forward without fear. I see myself here, present, alive. And I say thank you, thank you, thank you. I made it, I'm here now. New and whole, new me. I made it, I made it, I made it, I made it here. I'm me again. I'm born again. The road was long. But worth it. And here I stay. Here I am. I made it, I made it.