On Stillness and Second Chances

A meditation

Breathe in.

Feel your lungs fill without effort.

Let the day pause - just for a moment.

Now listen.

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There’s a stillness not born of quiet,

but of readiness.

A readiness to stop performing,

to stop fixing,

to stop being the one who has it all figured out.

Stillness doesn’t mean nothing is happening.

It means you’re no longer getting in the way of what wants to happen.

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And second chances?

They rarely announce themselves.

They don’t come with a ribbon or apology.

They come disguised - as another Tuesday.

As a conversation you almost didn’t have.

As a thought that rises after you’ve stopped trying to control the outcome.

Second chances live in stillness.

Not because stillness earns them -

but because stillness lets you see them.

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So pause.

Breathe again.

Forgive yourself, even just a little.

Lay your burdens down…not forever, just for now.

And listen.

The next right thing isn’t loud.

But it’s near.

And it’s kind.

Stillness is not the absence of motion.

It’s the quiet hum beneath it all…the breath before the next word.

And second chances?

They don’t knock.

They just slip in beside you like an old friend… or a mischievous muse.

Come back when you’re ready.

I’ll be here—pen in hand, coffee cooling