Welcome.
Thank you for being here.
Close your eyes if you're seated or lying down.
If you're out and about,
That's perfectly all right too.
Join me in taking a big breath,
Slow and deep.
Begin to imagine yourself many years from now.
Your hair is a little whiter.
Your walk a touch slower.
Your hands marked by time.
But your mind still sharp,
Flickering with memory.
You're sitting in a quiet place.
Maybe it's a porch,
A mountaintop,
Your favorite old chair.
You're alone,
But not lonely.
Just still,
Silent,
Reflecting.
Look back on your life.
Let the memories flood in without resistance.
You'll see the moments you were brave.
The times you leapt.
Said yes.
Broke the rules.
Chased the dream.
Kissed the girl.
Told the truth.
Took the risk.
And you'll see the moments you didn't.
When fear won.
When you stayed still.
When you let something or someone pass you by.
Here's the thing.
Those scars from the missteps?
You made peace with them.
Maybe even grew to love them.
They gave you stories.
Taught you your own strength.
But it's the silences.
That echo.
The unsent messages.
The unspoken truths.
The road not taken.
Not because you didn't see it,
But because you hesitated.
You remember that girl.
The one who smiled like summer.
And you stayed quiet.
The job you didn't leave.
The dream you put away.
The night you stayed home.
When you should have danced.
Now,
From that distant vantage point,
You see it all more clearly.
And you realize,
Most of it was smaller than your fear made it seem.
But don't linger too long there.
Don't drown in the what-ifs.
Because here's the truth.
That future self?
The one sitting quietly?
Looking back?
They're not quite here yet.
You're still on the road.
You're still breathing.
Still capable of surprise.
You might not know where the road leads.
But you can still follow the pull of it.
You can still begin again.
Let that dreamer in you.
The one who still believes.
Still burns.
Still loves.
Take the wheel for a while.
Laugh louder.
Speak freer.
Love harder.
Dare more.
Time is always slipping.
That's its nature.
But you,
Right now,
Are holding today in your hands.
So,
What whisper within have you silenced too long?
And what might it say if you let it speak today?
Ask yourself,
What is my soul trying to tell me?
You may wish to place your hands on your heart for this.
What is my soul trying to tell me?
Listen.
Really listen.
Let it speak in silence.
In whatever way it knows how.
And when it speaks,
Even if it's only a whisper,
Thank it.
Thank your inner voice for trusting you.
For still believing in you.
Because it does.
And when you one day reach the far end of the road,
Let it be said you lived,
Not just existed.
Heart open.
Take one last breath with me.
Open your eyes,
If you have them closed,
And go seize that whisper.
It's been an absolute honor to guide you.
Let me know what opened up for you.
And join me again tomorrow with love and light.
