Speaker 1: Huss study us, Good morning, Welcome to this quiet moment
Speaker 1: to day. We lift our gaze upward to the one
Speaker 1: thing that is always there, always fast, and always open.
Speaker 1: We look to the sky. Take a slow, deep breath.
Speaker 1: Let your chest rise like a wave, filling with air
Speaker 1: and possibility. And let it fall gently, like a wave
Speaker 1: returning to the sea again in expanding, opening out, releasing, softening.
Speaker 1: Let your breath mirror the rhythm of the sky above you,
Speaker 1: open and unhurried and infinitely generous. Now imagine the sky
Speaker 1: above you this very moment, Whether it is the pale
Speaker 1: blue of early dawn or the deep, rich blue of
Speaker 1: full morning, whether it is clear and cloudless or scattered
Speaker 1: with soft white clouds drifting slowly across the expanse, the
Speaker 1: sky is there. It stretches from horizon to horizon, an
Speaker 1: immense canvas of light and color that has been painted
Speaker 1: anew every single morning since the beginning of time. It
Speaker 1: asks nothing of you. It is not require your attention
Speaker 1: or your admiration. It simply exists, vast and welcoming, offering
Speaker 1: its openness to anyone who cares to look up. The
Speaker 1: sky allows everything to exist within it, storms and sunshine, alike,
Speaker 1: and it remains fundamentally unchanged, fundamentally open, fundamentally at peace.
Speaker 1: You are beneath the sky right now. You have always
Speaker 1: been beneath it. To every storm you have weathered, every
Speaker 1: clear day you have enjoyed, every difficult night you have endured.
Speaker 1: The sky has been there, holding space for everything that
Speaker 1: happens beneath it. It did not close when you were sad,
Speaker 1: It did not shrink when you afraid. It remained vast
Speaker 1: and open, a constant reminder that there is always more
Speaker 1: space than you think. Let this openness enter you now.
Speaker 1: Breathe it in deeply, as if the clear blue sky
Speaker 1: is filling your mind, replacing every cramped thought, every tight worry,
Speaker 1: every narrow fear that has been taking up room. Let
Speaker 1: your thoughts become as open as the sky itself, spacious
Speaker 1: and free, with room for everything and attachment to nothing.
Speaker 1: You are not your thoughts. You are the awareness that
Speaker 1: holds them, the way the sky holds the clouds. Thoughts
Speaker 1: come and go, like weather passing through an immense and
Speaker 1: unchanging sky. Some thoughts are bright and warm, like sunny
Speaker 1: mornings that make you glad to be alive. Some are
Speaker 1: dark and heavy, like storm clouds that obscure the light
Speaker 1: and bring the rain. But none of them are the
Speaker 1: sky itself, none of them are the fundamental yew. They
Speaker 1: pass through, and the sky remains. Feel the freedom in
Speaker 1: this realization. You are bigger than any single thought, any
Speaker 1: single worry, any single day. You are as open and
Speaker 1: boundless as the sky above you. There is room inside
Speaker 1: you for everything, and nothing that passes through can diminish
Speaker 1: the vastness of who you truly are. Picture a single
Speaker 1: bird now gliding effortlessly across this sky. It does not
Speaker 1: flap or strain. It simply opens its wings and lets
Speaker 1: the warm currents of air carry it forward. Watch it
Speaker 1: move from one edge of the sky to the other,
Speaker 1: unhurried and at peace, trusting the invisible forces beneath its wings.
Speaker 1: You can be like that bird. You can open yourself
Speaker 1: to the support that surrounds you and allow yourself to
Speaker 1: be carried even when you cannot see exactly where you
Speaker 1: are headed. The currents are there, they have always been there.
Speaker 1: All you need to do is trust and open your wings.
Speaker 1: Let your breathing reflect this expansiveness in through the nose,
Speaker 1: wide and deep, as if your lungs could stretch to
Speaker 1: fill the hall sky out through the mouth, soft and complete,
Speaker 1: as if releasing everything that is not essential, everything that
Speaker 1: is not this moment, everything that is not the simple,
Speaker 1: profound act of breathing. Imagine now the sky at evening,
Speaker 1: when the day begins to soften and the light turns
Speaker 1: golden and damper, when the horizon glows with warm colors
Speaker 1: that seem to hum with quiet music. The sky to
Speaker 1: not mourn the passing of day. It simply transforms, offering
Speaker 1: a different kind of beauty, a different kind of peace.
Speaker 1: You can trust that every ending carries its own opening,
Speaker 1: that every closing door leads to another room full of light.
Speaker 1: The sky teaches this without words, simply by being itself,
Speaker 1: endlessly generous and endlessly renewed. And imagine the sky at night,
Speaker 1: vast and deep and scattered with countless stars, each one
Speaker 1: a distant sun burning with its own quiet fire. The
Speaker 1: darkness does not diminish the sky. It reveals what was
Speaker 1: always there hidden by the brightness of day. In the
Speaker 1: same way your own dark moments do not diminish you.
Speaker 1: They reveal depths and lights within you that the busy
Speaker 1: hours of daylight may have obscured. There is always more
Speaker 1: to you than what the surface shows, always more light
Speaker 1: waiting to be noticed. There is a piece that comes
Speaker 1: from looking up, from remembering that, no matter how small
Speaker 1: or crowded or confining life may feel in any given moment,
Speaker 1: the sky is always above you, open and infinite and patient.
Speaker 1: You can return to this feeling any time. A single
Speaker 1: gobbled glance, a single deep breath, and you are back
Speaker 1: in that vast, quiet space where everything is held and
Speaker 1: nothing is lost. Take one more breath, wide as the horizon,
Speaker 1: deep as the blue, and fill the openness. Settle into
Speaker 1: every corner of your being. You are the sky. You
Speaker 1: are open, You are free. Carry this spaciousness with you
Speaker 1: into your morning. Whenever the world feels small, look up.
Speaker 1: The sky is always there, and so am I