When we slow down, we come back to a simpler place. Where we know. Not anything in particular; it’s an open knowing. A simple awareness.
It’s comfortable here. It’s you, without the alterations, without add-ons, or particulars. You can get there gliding in on your breath. Focusing on your breath, gently and simply, takes you home.
It’s here that we realize we are okay. Nothing’s wrong with us. We’re okay as we are. Not perfect in the sense of having it all together, but in an acceptance of being alive. “I’m breathing. My heart is pumping. I’m aware of being here.”
We were born with this feeling. But the nature of life is change, so we forget. We start to believe we need to be and have certain things to feel okay. But now, “okay” means to be better than we are already. We have the belief that being better than we are is what we need to feel fulfilled. But it’s like trying to fill a bucket with a hole in it.
If we are lucky, trying to live that way becomes too much, and we look for something simpler. Something that is innate in us, without having to add anything. If you know what I mean, welcome home.