The Art Of Beginning Again

The art.

Of cultivating life energy.

Now with the body prepared.

A breath deep.

And the brain slowed down.

We dive into the deep end of the pool where we're going to sow a powerful seed of intentionality,

This powerful seed that will manifest in this coming week.

Season.

And in your life ahead.

Today that seed is on the art of beginning again.

The great Greek philosopher.

Heraclitus spoke about 2,

000 years ago with his words of wisdom that no man ever steps into the same river twice.

But it's not the same river.

And he is not the same man.

Dear ones,

I want you to sit with this irony.

We come to this meditation believing that we need to begin again.

As if they were some old self to return to.

As if they were some same river.

We once stepped into.

As if there was some old path that we left behind.

That we must somehow Rejoin.

But the truth that the ancient mystics whispered is this.

There is no again.

There is.

Only now.

There is only beginning.

The river of your life has never stopped flowing.

And you,

Dear one,

Have never been the same person twice.

So today.

We do not learn to begin again.

We just remember that we have always Only.

Bin,

Beginning.

So what should you do now?

If you haven't already done so,

Soften into this practice.

Find that comfortable posture.

Downshift your gazer.

Close your eyes.

Letting your shoulders fall.

Letting the jaw release.

Let that weight that you've been carrying pour out of you.

Onto the floor.

And into the earth.

Into the keeping of something far greater in you that's holding you.

Always has been holding you.

You do not have to hold yourself together here.

Because Something is holding you.

Let go and ease into this comfort.

I want you to picture,

If you will,

A single white page.

Smooth Open.

Untouched.

Been written.

We believe the ink of yesterday has dried into stone.

We believe we are the sum of what has happened to us.

Wise mystics have told us otherwise.

The great Sufi poet Rumi sang of the soul that wakes each dawn already new.

The Zen Master spoke of the beginner's mind,

Where every encounter is a first encounter.

And those desert fathers,

They knew that the cave of the heart has no memory.

That cave.

Has only welcome.

And you.

Beloved soul.

Are not your history.

You are the silence.

In which your history.

Is heard.

I want you to feel that right now,

Just for a moment.

You are not what happened to you.

You are the awareness in which.

It's all unfolding.

And awareness is always fresh.

Awareness is always now.

Awareness has never been wounded.

It can never be broken.

And it's never been lost.

It may feel like the surface has wrinkled.

The deep water though,

The deep water of you is still.

It's clear.

It's untouched.

And now imagine gently all the places in your life that ask you to begin again.

The relationship that broke open.

A dream that did not arrive on time.

The version of yourself you outgrew.

That grief that still visits at strange hours.

The chapter that ended before you were ever ready.

I don't want you to push any of this away.

Let it arise.

Like a mist from the morning lake.

And as it does,

I want you to whisper to each one silently in the secret language of the heart.

You are not the end of me.

You are the soil from which I bloom.

What if everything that feels like an ending is really just a turn in the river?

Not an end of the river.

And what if every closed door was the universe rotating you?

Ever so slowly.

Towards a window.

You hadn't even noticed.

What if beginning again is not a thing you must do?

But a truth.

You must remember.

Now,

Dear ones.

I'm going to speak three sacred phrases into the temple of your being.

And I want you to either repeat them softly.

Are in the silence of your heart.

I am not the ashes of what was.

I am the flame that keeps becoming.

Second.

Every moment I'm alive is the universe saying,

You may begin again.

And third.

I do not have to carry yesterday into today.

The hands of this moment.

Are open.

Dear one,

Let those words sink deeply into your heart.

Past the mind.

Has to chatter into the still dark soil of the soul.

Where all true beginnings are seeded.

I want you to sit with this question.

That this question be your companion as you walk out of this meditation into the rest of your life.

That's ahead of you.

If I were not the story I keep telling about myself.

Who would I be in this moment?

If I were not the story I keep telling myself.

Who would I be in this moment?

This is like a.

.

.

Question like the way water works on stone,

Slowly,

Tenderly,

Without you needing to know right away.

Beloved soul,

The river is always new.

And so are you.

Wherever you've been,

Whatever you have carried.

However far you feel from where you long to be.

You may begin again.

In fact,

You are already beginning again.

This is the quiet.

Endless mercy.

Of being alive.

You never left.

The river.

Was always moving.

And you dear one.

Were always Now I want you to.

Please bring your palms together in prayer position as we bring this practice to a close.

Tuck your chin towards your heart space in a posture of gratitude.

Anjani Mudra I want you to rub your palms against each other,

Kindling some chi.

The palms are an energy vortex and as you rub your palms,

You're activating the life force and you feel a warm ball of energy between your palms.

I want you to then go ahead and cup your eyes one with each palm and bless yourself.

I am blessed.

I am fortunate.

I'm very lucky.

Attract wonderful people into my life.

Attract great ideas.

Attract wisdom.

Attract wealth.

Attract love.

I am guided by love.

I give.

Everywhere I go.

Even if it's only a smile.

By abundance.

Overflows to those around me.

I love my life.

I am the M in magic.

I am unstoppable.

I attract wealth into my life at the intersection of light and matter.

I welcome wealth into my life as life-giving life and life-sustaining life.

I welcome wealth into my life as a manifestation of truth.

Goodness and beauty in this world.

Please bring your palms together back in prayer position at your heart center and let's see this practice with me.

Three chants of Aum shall be.

Aum Shabbat Shalom Shanti.

Shanti.

I thank you for joining me in this practice today.

And just at your own pace.

At your own time.

I invite you to drop your palms and ever so gently open your eyes.

And as you do so,

I want you to ask yourself,

Has this practice done for you?

If we could summarize that in one word.