Find a position where your body feels supported There is nowhere to get to.
Nothing to achieve now.
Nothing to become.
Just allow yourself to arise.
Feel the weight of your body.
The contact with the chair or the floor beneath you Notice your breathing without changing it.
Without making it deeper,
Simply noticing that each breath arrives and leaves all by itself.
You don't have to do anything for this moment.
Even awareness doesn't require effort,
It's already here.
As you sit quietly,
Thoughts will appear.
That's what minds do.
There is nothing wrong with that.
When the next thought comes,
Simply notice it.
Not its content,
Just its arrival.
Perhaps it stays for a moment.
Perhaps it disappears quickly.
There is no need to follow it.
And then very gently notice what remains after it's gone.
Don't search,
Searching is another thought,
Simply stay open.
Maybe you notice a brief pause,
Maybe only a tiny opening,
Maybe nothing at all.
That's perfectly okay.
Just remain curious.
Another thought arrives.
Notice it.
Another thought fades,
Notice that too without trying to create silence,
See if you can become interested in what has always been here,
Between one thought and the next.
Notice that awareness never needed the thought notice the thought.
And it notices its absence as well thoughts come,
Thoughts go,
Awareness quietly remains.
Nothing special is happening.
And perhaps that's exactly the point.
The mind may become easy again.
You don't need fewer thoughts,
Only a different relationship with them.
Every thought is simply another visitor,
It arrives,
It stays,
It leaves,
And after each one there is space again.
Rest there whenever you notice it,
Not by effort,
Not by control,
Simply by recognizing it.
There is nothing to hold on to.
Nothing to push away.
Nothing to understand.
Only this moment.
Appearing exactly as it is.
Before we finish,
Notice something very simple Awareness has been here.
Through every breath,
Every sound.
Every thought.
Every pulse.
It has never asked anything from you.
It has simply been present.
See if you can carry this recognition with you,
Not by trying to remember it,
But by trusting that it never truly leaves whenever you are ready,
Allow your eyes to open slowly,
Without leaving this quiet behind,