Reset of the Vagus: Calming the Nervous System

Breathing out slowly.
The mind stands down from defense.
Sending the master signal of safety
Through the central trunk of the body.
Settle now. The repair window is open.

From the base of the skull runs the great wandering nerve,
Tracing each organ with quiet reserve.
I activate tone through the pathway of peace,
Commanding the adrenaline surges to cease.
The neck softens downward, the jaw falls away,
Releasing the clench of a turbulent day.
A wash of calm water cascades from behind,
Untangling the knots of the overstretched mind.

I speak to the lungs: take a long, hollow draw,
Exhaling completely without any flaw.
The vagal tone rises, the heart slows its race,
Adopting an even and graceful embrace.
The blood pressure settles, the arteries yield,
Surrounded in safety, in quietness shielded.
No threat in this room, no emergency near,
The voice of survival has nothing to fear.

I switch off the alarm, I inhabit the calm.
My nervous system drinks in this cooling balm.
The vagus is open, the pathway is wide,
Inviting restorative currents inside.
Safety is seated, protection is done,
The true work of physical healing begun.

Down past the diaphragm into the core,
Where the gut holds the tension of battles before.
I unbind the solar plexus right at the crest,
Ordering the enteric network to rest.
All cramping subsides, the digestion turns light,
The gut-brain communication is right.
Enzymes awaken and nutrients weave,
Ready to nourish and ready to grieve.

I speak to the white shields, the sentinels tall:
Lower the weapons, step back from the wall.
The war is concluded, the phantom is gone,
Dissolving the cytokines, welcoming dawn.
Cooling the liver, pacifying the spleen,
Returning the tissues to pristine and clean.
No auto-aggression, no friendly cross-fire,
Only pure balance and ordered desire.

I switch off the alarm, I inhabit the calm.
My nervous system drinks in this cooling balm.
The vagus is open, the pathway is wide,
Inviting restorative currents inside.
Safety is seated, protection is done,
The true work of physical healing begun.

Listen to the breath:
In for four.
Hold for two.
Out for seven.
The body receives the proof of peace.
The chemical flood is soothing and sweet.
Cortisol falling.
Endorphins rising.
The shift is complete.

Every receptor receives the release,
Steeped in an ancient, uncompromising peace.
Let eyelids grow heavy, let marrow drink deep,
Whether in waking awareness or restorative sleep.
The blueprint of youthfulness quietly stirs,
While every soft pulse of the spirit confers
Strength to the fragile and peace to the tried,
A fortress of quiet composure inside.

I switch off the alarm, I inhabit the calm.
My nervous system drinks in this cooling balm.
The vagus is open, the pathway is wide,
Inviting restorative currents inside.
Safety is seated, protection is done,
The true work of physical healing begun.

The signal is locked.
The tone is restored.
The body knows it is safe.
The body heals now.