Title: LET LIFE FIND ME AGAIN Close your eyes… or soften your gaze. Take a slow breath in… and let it fall out gently. Again… in… and out… Nothing to do. Nowhere to go. Just… arrive. ⸻ You don’t have to figure your life out right now. You don’t have to decide who you’re becoming. Life is not lost. It hasn’t left you. It’s been waiting… for you to become still enough to feel it again. ⸻ Notice your body. Not as something to fix… but as something that is here with you. Breathing. Holding you. Even now. ⸻ If there is heaviness… let it be here. If there is confusion… let it be here. You don’t need to turn it into meaning. Just let it be part of the landscape. ⸻ Imagine yourself sitting at the edge of the water. The tide moving in and out… slow… steady… ancient. You are not trying to move forward. You are not trying to go back. You are simply here. ⸻ And something inside you softens. Just a little. ⸻ You don’t have to chase your life. Let life find you. Like the tide returning… without effort… without force. ⸻ What wants me is already finding me. What wants to be created will be created through me. What wants to be written will be written through me. What wants to be expressed will find its way through my voice, my hands, my heart. ⸻ I don’t have to force it. I only have to stay open… just enough for it to find me. ⸻ A breath in… and out… ⸻ Maybe nothing big shifts today. But something is happening. Under the surface. Beneath the noise. Life is gathering around me again. ⸻ And I am allowed to meet it slowly. Gently. In my own time. ⸻ When you’re ready, bring a little movement back to your body. And carry this with you: I don’t have to chase my life. What wants me is already finding me. What wants to be created will be created through me. And life is finding me again.
