This sharing is a multiplier.
These sharings don't replace your current practices.
They're here to amplify them,
Making your practices more powerful,
More sustainable,
And more joyful.
What if everything you've ever learned could now work even better?
What if meditation became easier,
Mindfulness more natural,
And life lighter?
Let's begin.
Wherever you are now,
Comfortably seated,
Lying on your bed,
Walking in nature,
Or even waiting at a bus stop,
Let the next breath become a bridge.
A bridge between outside and inside.
Let this story breathe through you.
Let my words resonate in you,
As if your body were a cello.
Each word,
A vibration from within.
Let the words settle,
No effort,
Just presence.
Wherever you are now,
Ask yourself,
Is my breath with me?
Then invite it in,
Consciously.
Breathe in through your nose,
Feeling your belly gently rise,
Like a balloon,
Softly expanding.
And breathe out slowly,
Through your mouth,
Feeling your belly soften and fall.
I invite you to remember now,
Just for a moment,
The saddest movie you've ever seen.
You probably cried.
You let yourself be swept away,
Drowned in tears.
And strangely,
It didn't feel bad.
Maybe it even felt good.
The sadness wrapped around you,
Like a warm velvet coat,
Or a soft bath.
You didn't resist.
There was no risk.
You were at the movie.
And it was like standing in the rain,
Without feeling the need to rush for shelter.
You let the clouds empty themselves through you.
You don't try to change the weather.
You simply live in it.
Because deep down you know.
And it was the same with sadness.
Because deep down you knew.
Sadness is not dangerous.
And maybe this story tells us something.
If sadness didn't drown you in the cinema,
If you could cry,
Feel deeply and walk out untouched,
Even soften,
Then perhaps sadness never had that power,
Neither in the cinema,
Nor in life.
Let this possibility expand.
What if no feeling could hurt us?
What if what feels heavy or dangerous is not the emotion itself,
But the fear of it?
Our resistance.
It's our resistance which creates the pressure.
The feeling is not the problem.
The fight with it is.
Isn't it liberating to see that no feeling can harm you?
Isn't it freeing to see that even the strongest storm runs out of rain?
You are the sky.
And the sky is never afraid of any weather.
Let your inner weather be.
Breathe with it.
Let the emotion stay.
Just for a moment.
Like a sugar cube on the tongue of your awareness.
At first it may feel too much,
Too raw,
Too big,
As if it's stuck in your throat.
But don't swallow it.
Don't spit it out either.
Just let it be.
Let it melt.
And as it dissolves,
What once felt sharp begins to soften,
To sweeten.
Our emotions,
Our inner weather don't need to be avoided.
They just need to be met.
With breath,
With presence,
So that you can feel the sweetness within.
Clouds may pass.
Storms may howl.
Lightning may strike.
But the sky remains.
Unharmed.
Unshaken.
Unchanged.
And so are you.
And next time you feel uncomfortable with your inner weather,
Don't worry.
Just remember.
Remembering that you can't be harmed by your inner weather is enough.
