Welcome.
Let's begin by landing exactly where you are.
Not just physically,
But energetically too.
Take a moment to notice your body.
Feel the ground beneath you,
Steady,
Unmoving.
Let your shoulders soften.
Let your breath settle.
Notice any traffic in the mind.
Notice emotions that may be to the forefront.
Notice the subtle vibration you're currently emanating.
You don't have to be anywhere else.
Nothing to achieve.
Just you,
Here and now.
Feel the breath as it moves through you.
The inhale,
The exhale.
Quiet rhythm.
The soft hum creating a feeling of safety.
Notice the rise of the belly.
Expansion of the rib.
Front,
Back and side.
And then the slow fall.
As the breath leaves again.
Your body.
Your breath.
Again and again.
Bringing you home each and every time.
Now let's talk about thoughts You have them.
We all do.
Thousands a day.
Some useful,
Some wild.
Some repetitive.
Some strain.
Some tender.
Some love.
Some constant.
And some just passing by.
Thoughts are not facts.
They are not you.
They're just mental weather.
Shifting.
Changing.
And just like the clouds in the sky,
They come.
And they go.
Imagine that your awareness is a wide open sky.
Fast and limitless.
Spacious.
Open.
And thought.
They're the clouds that pass through.
Some wispy and light.
Some heavy and dark.
Some moving quickly.
Some hanging around.
But none of them stay permanently.
Not one.
And no matter what they look like.
The sky remains untouched in the background.
That's you.
You are the sky.
Not the clouds.
As we sit together,
Notice the thoughts that arise.
Maybe there's a memory.
A plan.
A worry.
And opinion.
An urge to move.
An itch to be productive.
A voice that says,
This isn't working.
That's okay.
Just notice.
There is a thought.
There's another one.
Again and again.
Name the thought if you like.
Brush shape.
A color.
Theme.
And then let it float on by.
You don't need to follow it.
You don't need to fight it.
You can let it be and let it pass.
Just like clouds do in the sky.
If you get swept away.
That's the practice.
No shame,
No judgment,
No failure.
Just a returning.
Let's sit in stillness for a short while now.
Your breath deepens.
Your body softens.
Letting thoughts come and go.
Letting the breath flow.
And as you begin to come back,
Feel the ground beneath you once again.
Back to the breath.
Back to the weight of your body.
Back to the subtle sensation.
Back to the rhythm that holds you.
Every moment.
A new beginning.
Remember,
Thoughts will come,
Thoughts will go,
Thoughts will flow.
You don't have to believe them,
Follow them,
Or fix them.
You can pause.
Come back to the breath.
Nowhere.
Let it pass.
Like a cloud drifting through the open sky.
It will move on.
No matter the weather within.
Whether it's light or heavy.
Stormy or still.
Whatever shape those clouds take,
They are impermanent.
Let them come.
Let them go.
New You are the sky,
Still,
Spacious.
And Vaas.
No matter the weather within,
Remember.
This too shall pass.
Taking a deep,
Full breath in.
And a long slow breath out.
When you're ready.
Gently blink open the eye.
Coming back to present.
Back to yourself.