Please do me a favor before you read this: FIND YOUR BREATH
Take a few really big deep ones to bring you back to yourself. Find where it lives in your chest. Find it's resting place. And expand.
Ask for your breath to move through your shoulders. To soften them. To lessen tension. To massage worry. To kiss the open spaces between the joints and blades.
Ask for your breath to slide it's way down your spine. Snaking in and out of each and every vertebrae. Feel it melt everything. Round you. Mellow you. Root you.
Ask for your breath to settle in your heart. To bring your awareness to center. To be both the bud and the blossom.
When ready: sharpen your eyes, focus your mind, and read this once more. Feel this for all that it is.
Y O U R P R E S E N C E I S E N O U G H
This was the message that came through in a middle-of-the-night-can't-get-back-to-sleep-spirit-is-calling meditation.
I saw the ancestors sitting around an eternal fire. The air was calm and electric. The teachers are humble and wise. Their teachings are simple and profound. Their faces were both ancient and new. Switching between the two with the same playfulness and predictability as fire. They have found the sweet spot. The place where anything and everything is possible.
I saw that they are opening up new pathways for me. For us. Ways of seeing and talking and relating to them. They are giving us much more direct teachings.
They showed me a place in myself that has opened up. A place in the collective that has opened up. It is time to remember the greatest of all teachings.
And then they said it... Your presence is enough. It's as simple and as complicated as that.
Your presence in this world is enough to move mountains. Enough to change the course of all things. Enough to shift the shit in your life.
Your ripple outward can be a tidal wave. Washing away the pain of the past. Leaving newness in it's wake.
They are behind you. Guiding you. Building for you. Speak to them. Ask favors of them. Trust them. Love them. Get to know them.
They are waiting.