After laws,
Hope can feel distant.
When hope has been ripped from us,
Connecting with even its faintest glimmer can become an act of choosing life.
In this short meditation,
We will gently make space for even the smallest thread of hope.
Begin seated or lying down.
Try to find even just a little bit more comfort in the way your body is positioned.
Relax your shoulders down,
Away from your ears.
Let go of any gripping in your jaw.
Close your eyes or soften your gaze.
Allow your breath to gently move in and out through your nose.
As you breathe,
Listen to these words.
You are allowed to experience lightness again.
You are allowed to receive moments of ease.
You are worthy of connection.
To be heard.
To be seen.
In all your raw grief and sadness.
You are not alone.
Hope does not have to be big.
It does not have to be loud.
Hope can be the smallest flicker.
A thin thread.
A soft light somewhere in the distance.
One day there will be moments when your heart feels fuller again.
Life can hold grief,
Love,
And joy.
At the same time.
Take a deep breath in.
Bring your awareness to your heart space.
And exhale through your mouth with a soft sigh.
Again breathe in towards your heart feeling its tender edges and breathe out.
When hope feels swallowed by grief and sadness return to these words life may soften again.
Ease can find me.
Love is still with me.
I am still here.
Take one final breath in.
And release it through the mouth with a soft sigh.
Gently open your eyes or lift your gaze.
And as you move back into your day,
May you carry your grief with tenderness.
And may even the smallest thread of hope stay near.