In a time when so much feels destabilizing—both in the world around us and within our own hearts—this meditation offers a gentle return to the center of your embodied heart. You’ll be guided to reunite with the perfection of who you are, the sacred purpose you came here with, and then create deeper trust and love with your inner child from this gaze of perfection.

This meditation is inspired by Victor Frankl’s quote about finding the pause between a stimulus and response. In times of turmoil, which the U.S. government is in, it is vital we can bring our whole selves to our choices, rather than be splintered by fear. Step into this meditation to find uplift from inside your Whole Self.

“Between stimulus and response, there is a space. In that space is our power to choose our response. In our response lies our growth and our freedom.” ~ Victor E. Frankl

The Ground Beneath my Feet is a new poem that wants to be read out loud. The experience of feeling this poem come through me was remarkable in itself. I never expected it to take me on the path it did, or land me where it did. Title is a working title only. Hope you enjoy it.

I begin talking about how a regular practice of playdates preparing for Dance Chapel led to trusting myself. This wise, physical type of play comes from the InterPlay system. Then I share insights from a recent Ancestral Lineage Healing session around our placement at birth. This culminates with a guided meditation to come into right placement with the 4 directions.

Peaceful Solstice Greetings! This is a new way to share my annual winter solstice ritual. I invite you to lean into this longest night of the year. Light a candle. Listen as I read David Whyte’s precious Sweet Darkness poem, where “the darkness will be your home tonight.” Nestle into my guided meditation to find not just your deep rest, but also your light. As always you the magical human conduit in between.

There is a question I pass onto you from Master Interplay leader Lisa Laing. If it moves you to put on some music after the meditation, I invite you to solo dance this question in the darkness with your candle.

I’ll be honest. If you’re experience is anything like mine, 2024 felt like a tough year! Hidden dynamics all rising to the surface, asking to be dealt with. (It felt easier when they were hidden, right?) So here we are. I offer you this guided meditation because it is too stressful to deal without increasing our baseline level of self-compassion. The good news? If we can deal with all the crap (ours, others) with as much Big-Love as possible, we clear the decks for next year. That’s what it seems like!

Another tip: for those in any kind of painful situation with another human being where physical communication does feel realistic, like…once you have finished this guided meditation, simply feel them in your Heart and shine your heart light directly on them. Say whatever it is you want to say. Aho.

Stay #heartwoke.

Namaste, Monisha

I dusted off an old poem of mine from decades ago because it picks up on the theme of last week’s post: life as a prepetual current pulling us forward. This poem was written during one of those rare, culminating moments when you catch a glimpse of the countless tiny events that had to align for this moment to happen. Take a 2 minute listen. I pay homage to a poem by William Meredith’s (not P) Crossing Over. Its one of my favorite poems (a great love poem too!) and served as inspiration for my own.

I found a poem and this time it’s one of mine. I found it while searching for another file. I wrote it years ago, and yet I am struck by how much it speaks to my current condition. I am grateful for its reminder for “how” to make a choice when the path forward is not clear.

This poem is called The Planting. I hope you enjoy it. Whatever your experience is, please share in the comments.

I am so happy my friend sent me this poem. It lifted me. Literally got me out of bed where I had lain sick for 2 days. “Live,” this poem by Ruth Awad whispers and then commands. Especially in these turbulent times, please let me know how this poem moves YOU.

This is a poem about vulnerability —mine, and maybe yours. How I was transformed by a few words in a moment of authentic friendship.