Welcome,
This moment is for you to pause,
To breathe,
To listen,
To arrive here,
Now,
Just as you are.
Harvest is the season of gathering,
A time to honor what has grown and to receive the gifts of your own tending.
Like fields heavy with grain,
Your life,
Too,
Holds abundance,
Ready to be received.
Gently closing your eyes,
Breathing in and out through your nose,
Inhale welcoming in what nourishes you,
Exhale making space to receive,
With every breath receiving your harvest.
Continue to breathe gently,
Allowing these words to ripen with your breath.
Inhale,
I receive,
Exhale with gratitude,
Inhale,
I receive,
Exhale with grace.
Again,
Inhale,
I receive,
Exhale with gratitude,
Inhale,
I receive,
Exhale with grace.
Once more,
On your own.
And now,
Let the words soften inside,
Nothing to ask for,
Nothing to reach for,
Only your breath,
Only this moment,
Resting in the fullness of your harvest,
Noticing your breath again,
Moving in and out through your nose.
Noticing your body resting here,
Offering some gentle movement,
Opening and closing your hands,
Releasing any remaining grasp.
When you're ready,
Slowly open your eyes,
Bringing the fullness of your harvest with you.
Harvest is the reminder that you are nourished,
That what you've tended has taken root,
As you return to your day,
Remember,
Your harvest lives in every breath,
Every step,
Every moment.
Thank you for taking this time.
May you return again and again to your breath,
To your center,
To stillness.