Week One — Presence
Coming Home to Yourself
This week did not ask for change.
It asked for arrival.
Presence did not show up loudly or all at once.
It arrived in small moments —
a phone placed face down,
a pause before replying,
a conversation entered fully rather than halfway.
What surprised me most was not how hard Presence was —
but how unfamiliar it felt.
We are well trained in elsewhere.
In ahead.
In bracing.
In managing what comes next.
Presence asked us to interrupt that reflex, even briefly,
and to notice what was already here.
A face across the table.
A breath in the body.
A moment that did not need fixing.
These acts were intentionally small.
Not because they are insignificant,
but because smallness is where practice lives.
Presence is not something we master.
It is something we return to.
Again.
And again.
And again.
Some days we stayed.
Some days we drifted.
Some days we remembered — and came back.
All of that counts.
Before change.
Before action.
Before connection with others.
We come home to ourselves.
If you missed a day, that is part of the practice.
If one act lingered, repeat it.
If this week felt uncomfortable, let that be information.
Nothing here needs to be completed.
Only lived.
Next week, we continue — quietly.
