Pure presence without direction

I rest in what is already here.
I settle into my own quiet ground.
I meet myself pure and unfiltered.
I relax into truth.
I open to the softness underneath everything.
I feel myself landing in my own presence.
I let the layers fall.
I breathe from my center.
I return to the warm, open field within.
I allow myself to be exactly as I am.
I soften and let go.
Breath opens my inner space.
My chest loosens and feels free.
I feel my real self rise quietly.
My belly is my home.
I settle in honesty.
My shoulders fall into presence.
My being spreads like warm light.
I rest where my pulse feels clear.
I return to the gentle depth inside.
There’s only truth.
A soft landing.
My warm center.
Open ground and quiet presence.
Real being.
Gentle depth.
Inner warmth.
Pure essence.
Let me feel what is already here.
I let myself in.