You don’t have to look wise. You don’t have to sound enlightened. You don’t have to prove anything to anyone.
Your practice is not a show.
It’s not for applause. It’s not for validation. It’s not for the image you carry of who you’re supposed to be.
It’s for you. And it’s for this moment. And that’s all.
You can cry on the cushion. You can tremble in silence. You can lose focus for the tenth time and still be practicing.
Let go of the audience in your mind. Let go of the invisible judge. Let go of the pressure to be impressive.
You are not a spiritual brand. You are a human being doing your best to stay present in a world that rewards distraction.
That’s enough.
Let the breath be shallow. Let the thoughts be messy. Let the posture fall apart.
And stay.
Not to perform presence, but to live it.
You don’t owe anyone a beautiful practice. You owe yourself honesty. You owe yourself permission. You owe yourself compassion.
The moment doesn’t need you to be polished. It needs you to be real.
This is not a performance. This is a homecoming.
To the body. To the breath. To the truth underneath the surface.
Your practice belongs to no one else.
Let it be quiet. Let it be awkward. Let it be yours.
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