MINDFULNESS
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It is a quiet revolution, the freedom to return to what is already here.
Thoughts rise and fall like waves.
They appear, shift, and disappear.
They are not permanent, not who we are.
But by letting them move without adding story, we return to the ocean of awareness, still, infinite, unmoved, already whole.
When life softens for a moment, the mind settles, the body unwinds, and a vastness opens within us, gentle, spacious, boundless.
We begin to stop repeating the same old reactions and finally see what they cost us, not by force, but by awareness.
In choosing to pause, to feel, to meet the moment as it is, something inside loosens, softens, clears.
Even when emotions storm, even when the heart tightens, when the body contracts, or life doesnβt unfold as βsupposed to,β where expectations meet disappointment, there remains a deeper nature untouched by the chaos, like water still being water even when frozen.
In remembering this, we begin again, not as who we were, but as who we are becoming or always were: awareness itself.
We begin to witness our life. And thatβs the real magic of life.
Right here.
Right now.
Mindfulness is a radical self-love because it includes absolutely everything. It is the inclusion of all that is present in this moment, without avoidance, without turning away.
It is meeting life exactly as it is, with an open heart.
(A reflection from the heart of my next book,
Β« The Wings of Stillness Β» π)
