Positive Affirmations For Shifting Novels & Stories

His smile turned to one of concern and his face became serious. “What do you mean? You said you never got the shifting gene, so you can’t be seventeen.” My eyes widened at his words. That wasn’t what we were told in school. My voice started to come out shaky as thoughts began racing through my mind. “What are you talking about? That’s basic shifting. We learn that as children when we start school. If a Shifter has not transformed by their sixteenth birthday, then it means the shifting gene is absent, and they were cursed to live as humans.

Peaceful. Then my wolf spoke up. *We need to shift today. Can't keep putting it off.* I groaned internally. *Good morning to you too.* *Morning, afternoon, night—doesn't matter. We need to shift. You're getting weaker the longer you resist.* *I'm not resisting,* I thought back, irritation flaring. *I literally can't shift. Remember? It's not like I'm choosing not to.* *You are choosing,* he insisted. *Every time you tense up, every time you panic, every time you overthink. You're choosing fear over trust.*

“The gene has to be one-third equal to the human genes or stronger. If not, the person trying to shift runs the risk of perishing during the process.” “If shifting is that bad, why do it?” I asked. He laid back against the pillow with his hands behind his head. Looking at the ceiling as if he was inspecting it, he said, “First of all, it’s not that bad if it’s done correctly. If the body is slowly acclimated to the venom before the first turn, it’s a fairly easy shift. Once the first shift is over and the body knows what to do, it will remember. After a while, it actually feels so good to shift that you begin to crave it.”

I could find a lot of peace in feeling the mossy earth beneath my paws and the wind through my coat. It was always a little tricky to shift when it had been a while since the last shift, kind of like going from being sedentary to suddenly starting up your old routine of going for a jog every day or doing yoga each morning. It was much easier for my son to shift in and out because he had a much smaller body, but as you aged, it required more of your metabolism to shift. I took off my shoes—not that I had to, considering my clothes would just go wherever my human form went when I shifted, but I wanted to feel the grass beneath my feet. Grounding myself always helped to bring me closer to my wi

said Shadow, leaning in to kiss me on the cheek and whispered, “You’re my favorite naked guy.” I smiled at her. “Do you realize they can still hear you?” “They know you’re my favorite, duh.” She rolled her eyes in amusement. “Okay.” He blew a few breaths and did a warm-up, shaking limbs. “Then what now?” “Relax your body. Think about your wolf. Sometimes, our emotions play a huge factor that triggers us to shift. He can also help you. Just open your thoughts and open yourself for the change.” “That one I know,” Calder said nervously.

“Fine, let’s get this over with.” Jennie gives me a patient smile. “First, you need to calm down. Take a deep breath, clear your mind, and focus on shifting back. Picture yourself in your human form.” “Clear my mind, huh? Great advice for someone whose mind is currently a dumpster fire,” I said, above a whisper. But I close my eyes and try to follow her instructions. I take a deep breath, focusing on the image of my human self. For a moment, I feel like I would actually shift, but then the pain hits me like a truck. My muscles spasm, and I’m back to square one. “Dammit!”

I immediately decided to do better at my next training. I walked into my bedroom. This was the first time in weeks that the room wasn't as suffocating as it always was. I freshened up and sat on my bed, staring into blank space. I needed to shift, no matter how weak I am. Shifting made me strong. I clenched my fist in determination. I removed my dress and took a deep breath as I summoned all my strength then shifted. The joy that it brought compare to my last shifting was immense. The sound of bones cracking brought me a sense of belonging and security.

I avoided gripping my knees or placing my arms up over my head to force precious air into my burning lungs. “Teach…away…oh wise…one.” He chuckled, “Some wolves use negative emotions to help trigger a shift. But you can also shift by focusing on calm and peaceful emotions to help you connect with your wolf and nature.” “Yeah, that’s not going…to work for me. I got the shifting when my life …is threatened down. That’s instinct. But thinking happy thoughts and going all flower child…not going to happen. I have too many negative emotions surrounding wolfkind,” I confessed.

It was a miracle that I was alive, but that state might change if I didn't start healing… Shift. The Goddess said I had to shift for the spirit to heal me. I shouldn't have known how to do it, but I did as if I had done it countless times. Sucking a shaky breath, I lifted my battered body, rising to my feet. Then I called her—called my powerful spirit for the first time.