Breathe in through your nose and exhale through your open mouth.
One more time,
Inhale.
Now let it all go.
Welcome to a hit of hope.
And just so you know,
This one is more of a salty rant than it is a calming meditation.
If you don't like swear words,
It's probably best to listen to something else.
If you are still here,
Inhale,
Exhale.
Do you ever feel like you should be better by now?
That the pain,
Whatever its source may be,
Should be gone?
That you should be more grounded,
Less awkward?
That really you should be the freaking Dalai Lama for all of the soul work that you are doing?
And yet here we are again.
And believe me,
I'm right here with you.
Inhaling.
Exhaling.
And maybe for a bit,
It's all okay.
Maybe you can convince yourself that you aren't too weird for words.
Or too broken to ever be fixed.
Maybe you can finally believe in yourself.
Maybe you can embrace the quirks and oddities,
The shortcomings and weaknesses and think to yourself,
Aren't they cute?
Wouldn't I make an awesome movie character?
One that the audiences are sure to fall in love with and cheer for?
And then inevitably,
The voice inside calls bullshit.
That's the voice that calls you a poser of the first order.
That's the voice that's been able to convince you for years that you are weird.
You are broken.
You ought to be ashamed and feel unworthy.
Fuck that voice.
Yep,
You are here.
Inhaling and exhaling.
And the same shit is the same shit.
The hurts and insecurities are still there,
Haunting your every breath.
And sometimes it might feel as if they're infecting every interaction.
Some of you might not know what I'm talking about.
But if you do know what I am talking about,
You probably also know at least one person.
One person who would do the very same thing that that voice is doing,
But this person would call bullshit because this person would say no.
Do not listen to that voice.
It is not telling you the truth.
And if you can't think of one person who would do that,
Well then I'll be that person calling bullshit.
You,
Yes you,
Do not listen to that voice.
Do not get sucked into the fear and the shame and that aching sense of unworthiness.
You are enough.
You are worthy.
You,
Sitting here and breathing through the pain and the uncertainty,
You are my hero.
Do you hear me?
You,
The beautiful you who might be struggling right now.
You,
The one who is here,
Breathing,
Doing the hard work.
You are a holy one.
I see the light in you.
Do you hear me?
I see the light in you.
Namaste.
