Hey there,
Thank you for being here with me.
Before we begin,
Let's take a moment to really arrive.
Take a deep breath in,
Feel your lungs expand,
And slowly let it go.
Beautiful.
Again,
Inhale through the nose,
Hold for just a second,
And exhale gently.
Feel your shoulders soften,
Your jaw relax,
And your thoughts float just a little further away.
Let's do one more together.
Inhale,
Hold,
Exhale.
That's it,
That's you,
Arriving in the moment.
Nothing to fix,
Nothing to prove,
Just here.
And today,
I want to offer you a question,
One you may have never asked yourself before.
What if your dream life is not a place,
But a feeling?
Not a destination,
Not a future you,
Not somewhere far off in the distance that you have to chase,
But something quieter,
Closer.
We're so used to striving,
To measuring progress in checkboxes and timelines,
To believing we'll be whole once we get there,
Wherever there is anyway.
But what if wholeness doesn't wait for the next goal?
What if your dream life is simply the way you feel when you let yourself be?
Be peaceful,
Present,
Enough.
Allow that idea to settle in for a moment.
Breathe in wholeness,
Breathe out striving.
Again,
Inhale presence,
Exhale pressure.
And now,
I want to leave you with a poem,
One that speaks to this exact truth,
Let it wash over you,
Let it echo inside.
The dream is a feeling.
What if the life you chase is not aware,
But a hush between heartbeats?
Not golden shores or cities of glass,
But the soft quiet joy that you hoped would last.
What if your dream life was never a gate?
Not something to open,
Not something to anticipate,
But instead it arrived when you weren't seeking.
In the middle of coffee or laughter while cooking.
Maybe it's not in the mountain retreat,
Not in the skyline or high-rise suite.
Maybe it's woven in glances and light,
In the comfort of knowing your soul fits just right.
We build with visions of somewhere else,
But what if peace is knowing oneself?
Not after achievement,
Not when things align,
But in the now,
In breath.
What if your dream is a state of being?
A stillness,
A deep kind of knowing.
Less destination,
More internal grace.
Less perfect moment,
More sacred space.
So ask not,
Where do I go to be free,
But how do I feel when I let myself be?
Let joy be the compass and presence your plan,
And your dream life might bloom.
Where your feet touch the ground.
Absorb those words.
We will close with three final breaths.
Follow me.
Inhale deeply.
Exhale deeply.
Inhale feeling.
Inhale wholeness.
Exhale gratitude.
You are enough.
You are here.
And maybe,
Just maybe,
You've already arrived.
Thank you for joining me.
Please drop me a line and let me know what resonated.
Until next time,
Be well,
Be still,
And I'll see you soon.
Be you.
With love and gratitude.
Wana.