Meditation Cave

We’ve been trained to guard the castle walls but ignore the throne room inside our own ribs.
Newsfeeds, bank accounts, court papers, other people’s opinions—every signal drags our gaze outward until the inner signal turns to static.

The Cave flips that compass.
For a few quiet minutes each Sunday we turn the flame inward, drop beneath the chatter, and remember what steady feels like—breath, body, intuition all in one field.

• Sits alternate brief guidance → pure silence
• Free for any man who shows up
• Keep your mic muted; camera is your choice

Arrive when you can. Stay as long as you need.
Leave carrying the stillness you found here.