Imagine yourself standing by the shore of a tranquil Irish lake,
The air is cool and fresh,
Filled with the earthy scent of moss and wildflowers and mountain heather.
Before you lies a small corrug,
Its wooden frame weathered by time,
Yet strong and reassuring and welcoming.
Its tar covered canvas glistening slightly in the soft light of the early evening summer sun.
The lakes waters are deep,
Reflective green,
Calm and inviting,
Mirroring the rolling hills and the ancient stones of the Comara mountains that surround it.
These rugged rolling mountains are themselves bathed in the soft light of the evening sky.
You carefully step into the corrug,
Feeling the light sway of the boat as it adjusts to your presence.
As you sit down,
The boat feels secure and comforting,
Like an extension of the land you are leaving behind.
With a gentle push,
You glide away from the shore,
The sound of the oars dipping into the water,
Rhythmic and calming.
Imagine yourself now lying back in the corrug,
Letting the oars rest as the boat gently floats on the still waters.
The lake is calm and the corrug moves slowly.
Feel the rhythmic rocking of the corrug,
Its movements so subtle,
Like a lullaby from an ancient land.
Feel the gentle warmth of the evening sun on your face,
And the cool breeze that occasionally brushes your skin.
Your breath becomes slow and steady,
Perfectly in sync with the gentle movement of the corrug.
As you float,
Notice the sounds around you,
The soft creak of the corrug's wooden frame,
The quiet splash of water against its sides,
The distant call of a bird from the shore,
Each sound deepens your relaxation,
Drawing you further and further into a state of rest.
Your mind becomes quiet,
Your thoughts slow,
And you find yourself drifting into a space of pure tranquility.
The ancient rhythms of the lake and the corrug cradle you in a deep sense of peace,
Connecting you to the timelessness of the surrounding landscape.
The ancient Kamara Mountains.
Feel the warmth of the last rays of sunlight as they brush against your skin,
And the cool refreshing breeze that lightly caresses your face.
Your breath becomes slow and even,
With every inhale draw in the calm restorative energy of this peaceful place,
Filling your entire being with tranquility.
As you continue to float,
Your body becomes completely relaxed,
Your mind is still,
The gentle movement of the corrug,
The serene stillness of the water,
And the quiet beauty of the surrounding landscape,
Cradle you now into a state of deep restorative rest.
Now bring your awareness to your heart centre,
Feel a deep sense of connection to this beautiful place,
To the gentle rocking of the corrug,
And to the natural world around you.
Whether you are preparing to move on with your day or to drift into sleep,
Know that the serenity of floating on this Irish lake is always within you.
Ready to bring you back to a place of calm and deep restorative rest whenever you need it.
