Waking Up

I am here. In this very moment in time, I am here and nowhere else. I am completely present.

My mind is empty, no thoughts are fluttering by.

I can feel every part of my body, every tense muscle, every twitch. I can taste my mouth, I can feel my hair tickling the back of my neck.
My eyes are closed, but I am looking beyond what I am capable of seeing.

I can feel myself relax more and more until my body is heavy, even though it’s fascinatingly light.
The sensation of my physical self falls away.

And then I feel attention on me. Not in the way you feel when someone is looking at you, waiting for what you’re about to say. I feel a wholehearted attention lacking any kind of expectations.
I feel loved, appreciated. I feel an unconditional love surrounding me, filling me up.

Happiness and fulfillment rushes into me. Tears are flowing from my eyes, but I do not feel sad.
My mouth is smiling.

I feel utterly treasured for no specific reason other than being me.

I feel completely and entirely alive.