The Sky Belongs To Me Too

A guided meditation of inner sanctuary for anyone without a safe, private space to return to - created for the chronic hypervigilance, invisibility, and loss of dignity that come with housing insecurity and homelessness. You’ll build a small, protected space inside yourself, reclaim the sky, air, and light as yours regardless of address, and reconnect with a basic truth: your humanity does not depend on property, and your dignity does not depend on possessions. By the end, you’ll carry one small piece of this inner sanctuary with you - not to hide from the world, but to meet it from a steadier place.

Transcript

Homelessness. Creates a unique convergence of traumas. Loss of private space, Chronic exposure to threat environments. Social invisibility and dehumanization. Sleep deprivation. Physical danger. And the psychological weight of having no protective shield. Sanctuary. This meditation creates. And internal sanctuary. When no external one exists. It addresses the chronic hyper-vigilance of unsafe environments. The basic human sense of belonging to the world. So now. Let's begin our meditation. Whatever position is possible for you. Sit if you can. Stand. If that feels better. Lie down. If that is available and comfortable. Now notice what is around you. You don't have to close your eyes. If keeping them open feels safer, Let your eyes remain open. Simply allow your surroundings to be there. Now. Notice the space above you. And if possible. Look toward the sky. It may be only a small piece of blue. Perhaps. It is partly hidden by buildings, Perhaps. There are clouds. Perhaps. It is night time. Perhaps. You cannot see it at all. It doesn't matter. The sky is still there. There is something beautiful about this space above us. It does not require permission. It does not need a key. It does not have a locked door. And it cannot be taken away because you have nowhere to stay tonight. His key has no address. No ownership papers. No entrance fee. No boundary that says who is allowed beneath it. And you are beneath it. So take a breath. Feel the air entering your body. This air is part of the same atmosphere. That surrounds every living person. Breath in slowly. And breath out gently. Again. Receive the air. And release the breath. What a moment. Allow yourself to experience. Something very simple. There is a space around me. You don't have to own the space to experience it. You don't have to possess. The sky to belong. Beneath it. Now. Bring your attention to one part of your body that feels reasonably neutral. But helps your hands. Perhaps your shoulders. Perhaps your feet. Perhaps simply the movement of breathing. Choose one sensation. You don't have to make it pleasant. Just notice it. Let that sensation. Become your temporary point of return. Whenever your mind moves away. You can gently come back here. Now imagine that. Somewhere inside you. There is a small amount of space. That has remained untouched. You don't have to visualize a room. It could simply be a quiet corner of awareness. A place. Where you can pause before responding. A place. Where you can breath before reacting. A place. Where you can remember. I am still here. This is space. Doesn't need walls. It doesn't need furniture. It doesn't need a door. It simply needs your attention. For a few breaths, Let yourself rest there. Consider something important. When you have no permanent place to call home. You may begin to feel that everything around you belongs to someone else. The building belonged to someone. The rooms belong to someone. Best streets. Has rules. The seeds. Have on. The doors may open for some people and remain closed to others. But there are still things. You can receive without owning them. Day. The light. The open sky. The warmth of the day. The changing colors of evening. The sound of rain. The quiet of the night. These experiences do not ask you to prove that you deserve them. You can simply receive them. And perhaps this is where we begin creating a little home around ourselves. Not by pretending that circumstances are different. By noticing. What is available. A place. This it for a moment. A little shade. A safe corner. A familiar routine. A nourishing dream. A few minutes of quiet. A respectful conversation. A place. Where you can. Lower your shoulders. These small things may seem insignificant. But sometimes. Dignity is rebuilt. Through very small acts. Where to sit. Choosing when to rest. Taking care of your body. Drinking water when you need it. Protecting a few moments of quiet. Speaking to yourself. Without cruelty. You may not be able to recreate the home you remember. And you don't need to recreate it right now. Instead. Bring one quality of home. Into this moment. Perhaps. Safety. I'll help Swarm. Perhaps quite. Perhaps dignity. Perhaps. Simply the feeling of being allowed to exist. Let that quality. Settle into your body. And silently say, The sky belongs to me too. The air belongs to me too. The light belongs to me too. I have a place in this world. You may not have a fixed address today. An actress. And a sense of belonging. Are not exactly the same thing. Your existence. Is not cancelled by absence of a permanent room. Your humanity. Does not depend upon property. Your dignity does not depend upon. Positions. For this moment, Let yourself simply be a human being beneath an open sky. Nothing more is required. If your mind becomes alert to the sound around you. You don't have to fight that. Notice that sound. Notice your response. Then gently return to your breath. You are not asking yourself. To become completely relaxed. You are simply giving yourself. A few moments. Without adding unnecessary struggle. Three natural breaths. No special technique. Just breath. Notice the space around you. Look toward the sky again. If you can. Notice how much space there is. You don't have to own it. You don't have to control it. You can simply look. For this moment. Let the sky remind you. That the world is larger than. The circumstances. Immediately around you. There is still openness. There is still movement. There is still. There is still light. Take one final slow breath in. And slow breath out. And say silently. I'm here. I am worthy of gear. I can create. Small moments of home. Wherever I am. And the sky belonged to me too. Stay for a few more breaths. No need to hurry. When you are ready. Bring your attention back to your surroundings. Notice the ground. Notice the air. Notice the space around your body. And carry one small piece of this. Inner sanctuary with you. Not as a place to hide from the world. But as a place from which you can meet the world. Wherever you go next. The sky will still be above you. The air will still move through you. And for this moment. You belong here too.

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Thank you for this beautiful meditation 🧘‍♀️.
Namaste 🙏🏽