Welcome,
Dear soul.
Before we begin.
Take a moment to notice the device in your hand.
That little box of light we turn to so often.
Or answers.
And four directions.
If you can,
Turn the screen face down.
Allow its light to go dark for a while.
And just listen.
There is another light we are going to tune into now.
Let's begin.
Find a comfortable place to rest,
Sitting or laying down.
Allow your body to be held by the surface you have chosen.
Let your eyes gently close and arrive here just as you are.
Here you are seen.
You are heard.
And you are helped.
Breathe in slowly.
And let it go.
Again,
Breathing in.
And releasing.
This moment asks only for your presence.
And your breath.
Breathe in.
And as you breathe out,
Allow your body to soften.
Breath has been with you since your very first moment.
Before any question,
Before any direction.
It was here.
Allow breath to be the ground beneath you now.
Steady.
Faithful.
Always returning.
Imagine now a compass resting in the center of you over your heart,
Its needle fine and bright.
Perhaps this compass needle has been spinning.
Turning toward every voice,
Every screen.
Every answer the world offers.
Hold this way.
And that way.
Notice how that feels in your body.
With kindness,
Simply noticing.
The needle spins when we search outside ourselves for what has always lived within.
A compass finds north through stillness.
So let yourself be still now.
Breathe in.
And out.
With each breath.
Feel the needle begin to slow.
Slower.
And slower.
Your presence is enough to let it settle.
In this breath.
Feel it coming to rest.
And where does it settle?
It settles on love.
Feel that now.
The quiet pull of love at the center of you.
Love has always been your true north.
It points you home to yourself.
And it points you toward the heart of all life.
Your heart,
The center of you.
Orienting to the center of life.
Breathe that in now.
True North shows the way.
And each step is yours to choose.
This is your freedom.
To turn toward love.
Again and again.
In each moment.
In each breath.
When the needle spins.
You can always return here.
Breathe.
Be present.
And let it settle once more.
Now turn your attention inward again.
The light of a screen flickers and distracts,
Shining outward.
At times so bright it blinds.
Offering only the illusion of a path.
And then there is the light of you,
The light within.
This is your true light.
The light of love,
Your compass point,
Oriented to your heart.
Allow this light to glow gently through you.
Illuminating the way in this moment.
Illuminating the way before you.
Love as your true North,
Held by breath.
Your path illuminated by the light within.
Begin now to feel the weight of your body again.
The breath moving through you,
The ground beneath you,
Steady and sure.
Bring your fingertips to your heart center.
And tap gently there.
The way you might tap a screen.
Here is where creation lives.
Where inspiration lives.
Where possibility lives.
Let your heart be what draws you in.
Allow your heart and all its possibility.
To be your sweetest distraction.
Now let your hand rest there.
Feel the needle settled and still.
Carry this with you.
Wherever this moment finds you.
Whenever you feel yourself spinning.
Return to your breath.
And let love guide you home.
When you are ready.
And only when you are ready,
Slowly open your eyes.
Go gently,
Dear soul.
