My intention is to create the conditions for inspiration to flow through me..
I set down my phone, my plans, and my need to know what comes next.
I leave the emails unopened, the day unwound.
This moment, right here, before the world rushes in…
It is mine to offer.
I'm not here to produce. I'm here to listen.
I'm not here to force. I'm here to receive.
So I ask, out loud or in the quiet of my heart:
"What wants to come through me today?"
And now I wait.
Not anxiously. Not impatiently.
Like I'm sitting by a river, watching what floats by.
I bring all of my attention to this moment.
This breath. This opening I'm creating.
When my mind wanders, I gently bring it back.
Just this. Just now. Just here.
I'm not trying to be good at this.
I'm not worried if nothing comes.
My job isn't to judge the signal.
My job is just to turn on the receiver.
I let the resistance be here if it wants to be.
The part that says this is silly, that I should be doing something useful.
I let it sit in the corner while I stay right here, available.
Because something wants to move through me.
Not from my effort, but from my openness.
Not from my striving, but from my stillness.
I am the stage. I am the clearing. I am the space.
And in this state, inspiration knows where to find me.
If a whisper comes—a word, an image, an impulse—
I welcome it without grabbing.
I let it arrive like a guest I've been expecting.
If nothing comes, that's fine too.
I'm strengthening the channel just by being here.
I'm telling the universe: I'm listening. I'm ready. I'm open.
This is my practice. This is my offering.
I show up. I get still. I ask.
And whatever wants to come through—
There's room for it now.
I rest here now: breathing, available, present.
The door is unlocked.
(Pause and be present as long as it feels right.)
