Can I be honest for a second?
I am sick of my own voice.
I'm sick of how I say,
Inhale,
Exhale,
Because it's the same.
It's always the same.
I could try doing it in a very high voice.
Inhale.
Or a very low voice.
Exhale.
But what's the point?
And that's a great question for us to consider.
Welcome to a hit of hope.
And just to give you a heads up,
This one is salty.
Life can be amazing.
We love what we are learning.
We notice a cute someone who notices us.
We eat an incredible meal.
We walk along a street in Paris or Tokyo or New York City or even down a small town street that has that quaint little hardware store.
Aww,
Isn't that cute?
Life can be so fucking ordinary.
We wake up and think,
Oh,
You again,
When we look in the mirror.
We eat the same damn thing for breakfast that we've eaten for the past six months.
We try to get a new job,
To learn a new skill,
To find a new love,
And get rejected or fail time after time.
We get sick of our thoughts,
Our voice,
And do I really have to clear my throat that way all of the time?
Inhale.
Oh,
My God,
Would you shut up?
Exhale.
Are you done yet?
For some reason,
I keep returning to a field of sunflowers.
If I were driving past,
I would probably be thinking,
Oh,
Wow,
Isn't that beautiful?
Look at those yellow heads chasing the light.
If I were lost in what felt like a never-ending field of sunflowers,
I might be karate chopping the hell out of them as I cursed,
How do I get out of here?
Where in the fuck is the road?
But you know what?
Then I would get on the road and it would probably begin to feel endless.
When will I get to a town?
When will I get to the world's biggest ball of twine?
For the love of all that is holy,
Please let me get to something interesting.
Inhale.
Exhale.
As Ram Dass said,
Be here now.
That's the point.
The point is not the destination.
The point is inhabiting as fully as possible this now.
Here.
Be.
It can be easy to get lost in what's the point,
Which is really another way of saying,
How can I get out of this here,
This now?
To ask you to inhale and exhale is something I've done before and will do again for you and for my own self.
Because it works.
Returning to the breath,
Coming back to the center,
Having this moment,
Whether it be ordinary or extraordinary or some bizarre combination of both,
Returning to the breath makes things better.
What's the point can feel like a dangerous question to ask.
And if you are anything like me,
I usually ask it when I'm thrashing in what feels oh so ordinary or hopeless.
But whatever is,
Is.
And whatever is,
Is your life.
Be here now.
That's the point.
Namaste.
