"I Am" (Image & Text Copyright Wylddane Productions, LLC)
I Am
My habit is to wake early, while the world is still wrapped in darkness and silence. It is in this pre-dawn hush that I find my center—before the hum of the day begins, before demands rise and scatter my attention. I move softly through the dim light, guided by ritual: the gentle strains of classical music drifting like a whisper from the speakers, the warmth of a mug cradled between my hands, the comforting scent of coffee rising with the steam.
This time is mine—a cocoon of peace, sacred in its quiet. I do not seek to analyze or interpret; I simply am.
This morning, as I sat still and watched the warm lights in the darkness, something shifted. There were no thoughts, no words. Just presence. Physical discomforts receded, and without prompting, a deep and certain knowing welled up from within.
"I Am."
The words did not come from my mind, but from my soul. They weren’t said out loud, yet I heard them. Felt them. Lived them. For a moment, I was the stillness. I was the breath. I was the awareness behind my eyes. Nothing needed to be added or explained. Just I Am.
That simple phrase held the universe within it.
In a metaphysical sense, "I AM" is more than a statement of existence—it is a declaration of essence, a reunion with the divine spark within. It is the bridge that connects the personal self to the universal consciousness, the thread that runs through all things. To say "I Am" with clarity and emotional conviction is to align with the creative power of being itself. It is a remembering—of who we are beneath the stories, the roles, the fears.
It is a claiming.
And this morning, I claimed it without effort. It arrived unbidden but unmistakably true.
Even now, as sunlight begins to stretch through the trees and dance across the room, I find myself clinging gently to that moment—not out of fear of losing it, but with reverence. It is a touchstone. A reminder.
"I Am"—not just in thought, but in being.
And from that place, all things are possible.
~Wylddane
My habit is to wake early, while the world is still wrapped in darkness and silence. It is in this pre-dawn hush that I find my center—before the hum of the day begins, before demands rise and scatter my attention. I move softly through the dim light, guided by ritual: the gentle strains of classical music drifting like a whisper from the speakers, the warmth of a mug cradled between my hands, the comforting scent of coffee rising with the steam.
This time is mine—a cocoon of peace, sacred in its quiet. I do not seek to analyze or interpret; I simply am.
This morning, as I sat still and watched the warm lights in the darkness, something shifted. There were no thoughts, no words. Just presence. Physical discomforts receded, and without prompting, a deep and certain knowing welled up from within.
"I Am."
The words did not come from my mind, but from my soul. They weren’t said out loud, yet I heard them. Felt them. Lived them. For a moment, I was the stillness. I was the breath. I was the awareness behind my eyes. Nothing needed to be added or explained. Just I Am.
That simple phrase held the universe within it.
In a metaphysical sense, "I AM" is more than a statement of existence—it is a declaration of essence, a reunion with the divine spark within. It is the bridge that connects the personal self to the universal consciousness, the thread that runs through all things. To say "I Am" with clarity and emotional conviction is to align with the creative power of being itself. It is a remembering—of who we are beneath the stories, the roles, the fears.
It is a claiming.
And this morning, I claimed it without effort. It arrived unbidden but unmistakably true.
Even now, as sunlight begins to stretch through the trees and dance across the room, I find myself clinging gently to that moment—not out of fear of losing it, but with reverence. It is a touchstone. A reminder.
"I Am"—not just in thought, but in being.
And from that place, all things are possible.
~Wylddane
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