This is stillness and stories,
A space for guided meditations and soothing stories to bring you calm and clarity.
I hope that it resonates,
And if it does,
Share it with someone who could use a little bit of stillness too.
Take a deep breath in,
And slowly let it out.
Right now,
In this moment,
You are here.
You are not alone.
You are not behind.
You are meeting yourself right here as you are.
Anxiety can feel like a fog,
Like scattered voices talking over each other.
It can feel overwhelming,
Like you're searching for something solid to hold on to.
But right now,
There's nothing you need to solve,
Nothing you need to fix.
You are already doing enough by being here,
By allowing yourself to pause.
Place your hand gently on your belly.
Feel the quiet rise and fall.
Your body is here,
Supporting you.
Even in moments of unease,
Your breath remains steady,
Waiting for you to return to it.
Anxiety is not who you are.
It is something you're experiencing.
And experiences shift.
They move.
They pass.
Right now,
You are already on your way to relief.
If an anxious thought feels vast,
Let's slow them down together.
Imagine a dial in front of you,
Like a volume knob.
Right now,
It might feel turned all the way up.
But with each breath,
You are gently turning it down.
Inhale.
The tension begins to loosen.
Exhale.
The noise softens.
There's no rush.
Just breath.
Just space.
Just quiet.
Think of a space that feels safe,
Warm,
And familiar.
A place where the air itself seems to know you.
Where every sound is a quiet reassurance.
A gentle reminder that you are held,
And that you are home.
It might be the soft murmur of voices in the next room.
The rise and fall of an easy conversation.
Words not meant for you,
But comforting all the same.
The quiet proof that life is moving as it should.
Steady.
Unhurried.
Safe.
Or the sound of rain against the window.
A rhythmic tapping,
Soothing and unchanging.
Every drop a whisper,
Reminding you that the world knows how to slow down.
How to rest.
And so do you.
Maybe it's a gentle rocking of a boat on calm water.
Rising and falling with the rhythm of the waves.
It doesn't resist the movement.
It trusts it.
Floating with ease.
A reminder.
Safety isn't something that you have to chase.
It's something you can settle into.
Let the sound wrap around you.
Right here.
Right now.
This moment is steady.
You are steady.
Now bring to mind something that asks nothing of you.
Something that simply exists.
Moving in its own rhythm,
Free of expectation.
A leaf.
Carried by the gentle current of a stream.
Swaying and turning,
Yet never resisting the flow.
It doesn't question where it's going.
It doesn't rush.
It's simply carried effortlessly.
A bird.
Gliding across the vast sky.
Wings outstretched,
Lifted by the invisible hands of the wind.
It doesn't force its flight.
It doesn't chase the air.
It allows itself to be held.
To be supported.
Or the way the sunlight filters through the trees.
Golden and soft.
Casting patterns that shift and shimmer with each passing moment.
The light doesn't try to be anything other than what it is.
It just shines.
These moments exist without strain.
Without urgency.
Without expectation.
And so do you.
You don't have to push.
You don't have to prove.
If you're holding your breath,
Waiting for the worst,
It's okay to exhale.
You don't have to stay tense,
Bracing for what comes next.
For now,
You can soften.
Even just a little.
You're allowed to soften.
You're allowed to exhale.
You're allowed to just be.
And in this moment,
Right now,
That is enough.
You are enough.
If you find yourself grasping for answers,
Trying to fix or solve something that feels too big in this moment,
Pause.
There's wisdom in waiting.
There's value in slowing down.
Right now,
The only thing you need to do is breathe.
That's enough.
If anxiety makes you feel frozen,
That's okay.
Being stuck is just a moment,
Not a destination.
And even in stillness,
Something inside you is shifting.
The breath moves.
Your heartbeat steadies.
Relief is unfolding,
Breath by breath.
Before you return to the rhythm of your day,
Take a moment to notice how you feel.
Notice any shifts,
No matter how small.
Each one is a step toward your mind finding its natural pace.
This moment is temporary.
You are moving through.
And long after this meditation ends,
You can carry this stillness with you.
Whenever you need to,
You can find your way back to this place of ease,
To the gentle breath,
To the softness of this moment.
To knowing that anxiety is not you.
It's just a passing wave,
And you are the ocean beneath it.
Take one final breath in,
And slowly release it.
When you're ready,
Open your eyes,
Move gently,
And continue being kind to yourself.
You are worthy of this peace.
