Self realization

 Reflection

I walk and feel the day opening inside me.

I jog and the thoughts begin to soften.

I run, even slowly, and my breath becomes my teacher.

I am not trying to arrive anywhere.

I am learning how to be here.

My mind watches the world without needing to judge it.

My heart listens without needing to answer.

My body moves and something ancient remembers itself.

I feel the sun in my bones.

I feel the moon in my rhythm.

I feel my brain learning how to be quiet.

There is a gentle space inside me now.

A place that doesn’t argue.

A place that doesn’t perform.

A place that simply knows how to breathe.

I don’t need to explain my life.

I don’t need to defend my path.

I walk it.

I jog it.

I run it.

Gratitude moves through me like a slow river.

Not loud.

Not demanding.

Just steady.

I am learning to trust this quiet.

I am learning to listen to my body.

I am learning to be here without asking for anything.

And in this simple movement,

I find myself.

Yoruba Yogi