Hello and welcome to my Blades of Grass meditation.
To begin,
Close your eyes and take in a deep breath in through the nose and out through the mouth.
And again,
In through the nose and out through the mouth.
And just take a moment to arrive.
Imagine yourself sitting on a park bench.
As the world slows down around you,
There's nothing you need to do,
And nowhere you need to go.
Just sit.
And feel the weight of your body resting into the bench beneath you,
Supported,
Held.
There's a street nearby,
But you might hear distant movement,
A car passing,
A voice far away.
And somehow,
Even with all this life moving around you,
There is a pause here.
You've chosen this moment.
So let your shoulders soften,
And let your jaw unclench,
And let your breath find its own rhythm.
In and out.
In and out.
You don't need to change your breath.
Whatever's comfortable for you,
Just notice it.
And as you sit at this park bench,
Your eyes naturally drift downward,
Toward the ground in front of you,
Toward a small patch of earth beside the bench.
At first,
You simply notice the grass exists.
Green,
Alive,
Growing.
And you may have passed this spot many times before,
Walked past it,
Sat near it,
Never really noticed it,
But now you do.
Just grass.
And as your breath continues to slow,
Your attention gently narrows.
Not all the grass at once,
Just one blade.
Let your awareness settle on a single blade of grass.
Move your attention to another blade.
Then another.
Blade by blade.
One by one.
Notice one blade,
Then another blade,
And another,
And another.
Each blade of grass is slightly different.
Some longer,
Some shorter,
Some bending,
Some standing tall.
And as you move your attention from blade to blade,
Your mind begins to follow the rhythm.
Blade by blade by blade.
Nothing else matters right now.
Just this blade.
And now this one.
And now another.
And your breath naturally slows to match the pace of your seeing in and out.
Blade by blade by blade.
If a thought passes through your mind,
That's okay,
You don't need to push it away.
Just simply return to the next blade.
And another.
And another.
And another.
The repetition is soothing,
It's almost hypnotic,
Because your mind no longer needs to rush ahead.
There is nowhere to rush to.
Just this blade.
Then that blade.
And another.
And another.
A blade with a slight curve.
A blade with a faint line of lighter green.
A blade catching the light differently.
Blade by blade by blade.
One by one.
Blade by blade.
Time feels different here.
Slower.
Wider.
And your awareness keeps moving gently.
Gently.
Patiently.
From one blade of grass to the next.
To the next.
And then,
Without even searching for it,
Without trying to find anything new,
You notice something else.
A small yellow flower nestled quietly among the grass.
It was here the whole time.
Hidden in plain sight.
It wasn't calling for attention.
It wasn't demanding to be seen.
It just was.
It was just present.
And you pause with it for a moment.
Notice the yellow,
Soft and bright.
Notice how easily it was missed.
How naturally it blended in.
Every time you walk past this piece of grass.
Every day you walk past it.
This yellow flower was there.
And how obvious it feels now that you see it.
There's no need to analyse it.
No need to make it mean anything.
You just notice it.
And after a few breaths,
Gently let your attention return back to the grass.
Back to the blades of grass.
One blade.
Then another.
Blade.
By blade.
By blade.
Every single blade of grass in this patch.
Is always there.
Quietly.
Persistently.
Growing.
Taking in sunlight.
Drinking rain.
Rooted in the soil.
Growing.
Whether or not you see it.
Or anyone sees it.
You may be the first person that has ever spent time giving this blade of grass attention.
This blade.
Then that blade.
Then this blade.
Blade.
By blade.
By blade.
And as you connect with each blade individually.
These tiny blades of grass.
You feel a growing connection with everything.
As you slow down.
As you pay attention.
The noise quietens.
And as you continue to observe blade of grass.
By blade of grass.
By blade of grass.
You sense the earth beneath the grass.
The soil.
Dark.
Rich.
Supporting.
You can imagine the roots beneath the surface.
The foundation to each blade of grass that you can't see.
Reaching down.
Holding firm.
And you sense your own body in the same way.
Your weight.
Your connection to the ground.
Your own inner roots.
Just like the grass.
You are growing.
Even when you don't notice it.
Even when your mind is busy.
Growth is happening.
Blade by blade.
Take in a deep breath now.
And let it out gently.
And as you do move your attention gently.
From blade.
To blade.
To blade.
To blade.
No rushing.
Just be present.
This blade.
That blade.
And as you pay attention to each blade.
There is a silent connection between you.
And that blade of grass.
A connection of knowing.
Of seeing.
Of awareness.
Of connection.
And slowly.
You allow your awareness.
To widen again.
Coming back.
To the bench beneath you.
The quiet sense of belonging.
In this moment.
You are a part of this landscape.
Part of this earth.
Part of this ongoing.
Ancient growth.
And take in one last breath.
One slow breath in.
And a long breath out.
When you are ready.
You can gently lift your gaze.
And softly close your eyes.
Carrying this calm.
Grounded awareness with you.
Knowing that just like the grass.
You are always growing.
Even when you are not looking.
