Step 1. Step outside, barefoot
Feel the earth and decide if it’s warm.
If it isn’t, ask yourself: when did the world last feel soft beneath you?
Watch the way grass bends, then forgives.
There’s a lesson there,
but no one will write it down for you.
Step 2. Find water that isn’t for drinking
A fountain, a creek,
the puddle a child stomped through just before they were called home.
Touch it without reason.
Ask yourself how long it’s been -
not since you felt clean,
but since you felt small,
like you belonged to something larger
than your inbox, your rent, your name.
Step 3. Write someone’s name in the air
Let it vanish like a secret whispered to no one.
Who do you write first?
Is it someone you lost?
Or someone you hope is writing your name back, in rooms you haven’t seen.
Step 4. Listen for a sound you can’t explain
Not a bird. Not traffic,
but the hum of everything else -
where your memories gather when you’re not looking.
If you think you hear it,
stop.
Stand still long enough for the quiet to meet you halfway.
Ask: What’s left of you here?
Step 5. Carry a stone in your pocket
Something smooth, something silent.
Keep it close for hours or days,
then leave it somewhere a stranger might find.
Why?
Because maybe they’ll see it.
Maybe they’ll carry it.
Maybe nothing even happens at all,
and the stone stays waiting -
still, but changed.
Kind of like you.
Step 6. Turn back when you’re ready
Notice how the world feels a little heavier,
like it missed you.
Take off your shoes again.
Step through the door like you’re new.
Ask yourself one last thing:
Did you see it?
The world, I mean.
Or did it see you first?
