Mindful Monday: Coming Home to Ourselves

 Last week, I visited the beach for the first time this year. The fresh air, the vast horizon, the beautiful lake—and not to mention the sun shining brightly after a long winter—felt like heaven.

Standing there, arms wide open, I took a deep breath. My heart expanded, my body softened, and as I exhaled... ahhh. I thoroughly enjoyed my time there.

Later, when I returned home, I was reminded of a retreat I attended last year—one that was truly transformative. The teachers spoke about how, when we are born, our souls are open, spacious, fluid, and free. We are fully present, experiencing our divinity, untouched by expectations, worries, or self-doubt.

For the first nine months of our existence, we floated in our mother’s womb, cradled in fluid, in a state of pure presence. Free of tension, free of resistance—simply being. There was nothing to do or prove, no striving or struggling and just existing in perfect harmony.

But as we grow, we begin to absorb the world around us. Our minds fill with beliefs, conditioning, and expectations—what we should do, who we should be, and how we should act. Our bodies hold the weight of our experiences, and over time, we become less fluid and more rigid. We forget what it feels like to be truly free.

So it made me realize...

No wonder I feel like I’m coming home—to myself, to my true essence—when I’m at the beach.

The beach is vast. The water is fluid. There are no boundaries, no restrictions. It feels infinite. It feels free. And of course, it is so beautiful!

And isn’t that what our soul longs for?

Spaciousness. Freedom. Flow.

So much of our suffering comes from the disconnection from this truth.

We forget that, at our core, we are already whole. We are already enough.

But what if we started to remember?

What if we set the intention to invite more space and fluidity into our lives?

What if we allowed ourselves to soften, to release, to just be?

We don’t have to wait for a trip to the beach to experience this. We can bring this sense of openness into our everyday lives.

What if we created moments in our day to pause, breathe, and simply be?

A deep inhale. A slow exhale.

A walk without distractions. A moment of stillness before the day begins. A gentle stretch to release the tension we didn’t even realize we were holding.

What if we chose to nourish our soul—not with grand gestures, but with small, mindful moments?

A sip of tea in silence.

A deep breath between tasks.

A few moments with bare feet on the earth, reconnecting.

It doesn’t have to be complicated. Just one mindful moment can bring us back to ourselves.

May we find peace, solace, and spaciousness as we move through this week.

May we remember that we are already whole.

May we return home to ourselves, to our truth, one breath at a time.

Love,

Diane