Welcome beautiful soul,
This is your magical morning moment,
A small ritual of presence,
A quiet return to your own light.
Find a comfortable position,
You may be sitting upright or still wrapped in the softness of your bed.
Let your hands rest gently,
Let your shoulders drop.
Let your face soften,
And when you're ready,
Close your eyes.
Take a slow breath in through your nose,
And exhale gently through your mouth.
Take a deep breath,
Again,
Breathe in and release.
One more time,
Breathe in and let it go.
Now,
Allow your breath to return to its natural rhythm,
No forcing,
No rushing,
Just letting your body arrive.
Imagine that the morning is not just a time of day,
But a doorway,
A portal,
And as you breathe,
You step through it.
With every inhale,
Invite in clarity.
With every exhale,
Release heaviness.
Imagine a soft golden light above you,
Warm,
Gentle,
Like sunlight filtered through mist.
This light is not harsh,
It is kind,
It is healing,
It is intelligent.
And it begins to slowly pour down over the crown of your head,
Like warm honey,
Like a blessing.
Feel it move through your forehead,
Softening your thoughts.
Down through your cheeks,
Your jaw unclenching,
Your tongue resting in stillness.
The light flows into your throat,
Clearing your voice,
Clearing your truth.
And now your chest,
Your heart space,
Let your heart be held,
Let it be safe to open.
Now,
In your mind's eye,
Picture yourself standing in a beautiful place.
It may be a forest clearing,
A cottage garden,
A misty shoreline,
A moonlit temple,
Or simply a glowing room of peace.
Wherever you are,
You are safe here.
In front of you is a small altar,
Simple but sacred.
On it is one object,
A symbol of your magic.
It may be a candle,
A crystal,
A key,
A cup,
A book,
A feather,
A flower.
Take a moment to notice what it is,
And as you look at it,
You remember something important.
You are not behind.
You are not lost.
You are becoming.
This morning,
You don't have to chase your power.
You only have to return to it.
Now,
Gently place your hand over your heart,
And repeat quietly in your mind,
I awaken gently.
I am guided.
I am protected.
I am magic in motion.
Now,
Imagine the day ahead of you like a blank page.
Not overwhelming.
Not demanding.
Just waiting to be written,
And you hold the pen.
Take a deep breath in,
And as you exhale,
Imagine your energy field expanding around you.
A soft,
Shimmering aura,
Like moonlight on water.
And now,
Speak an intention into it.
You can choose one,
Or let your own arise.
Peace.
Confidence.
Abundance.
Focus.
Love.
Protection.
Creativity.
Ease.
Joy.
Healing.
Let one word settle into your body,
Like a spell.
Now,
Imagine that word becoming a light,
A colour,
A feeling,
And it spreads through your entire being.
It moves through your shoulders,
Your arms,
Your hands.
It moves through your belly,
Your hips,
Your legs.
Down into your feet,
Anchoring you to the earth.
And now,
The earth responds.
Imagine roots growing from the soles of your feet,
Deep into the ground.
Steady.
Ancient.
Supported.
You are held by something older than worry,
Something stronger than doubt.
Now,
Imagine you are holding a small flame in your hands.
A tiny,
Living light.
Not dangerous.
Not burning.
Just glowing.
This flame represents your life force,
Your spark,
Your will,
And you whisper to it.
Rise with me.
Move with me.
Protect me.
Guide me.
Now,
Gently bring that flame into your chest,
Letting it settle behind your heart.
Feel it glowing warmly there.
This is your inner sun,
Your sacred fire.
And no matter what happens today,
This flame remains.
Now imagine a soft,
Protective veil around you,
Like a cloak of light.
Nothing heavy.
Nothing suffocating.
Just a gentle boundary.
A quiet spell that says,
Only what is meant for me may reach me.
Everything else dissolves.
And breathe out anything that isn't yours.
Now,
Begin to feel the room around you again.
The air on your skin.
The weight of your body supported.
Wiggle your fingers gently.
Wiggle your toes.
And take one final deep breath in,
Filling your lungs completely.
Hold it for a moment,
And exhale slowly,
As if you're releasing fog from your spirit.
Now,
In your mind,
Speak this final morning vow.
Today,
I move with intention.
I choose softness and strength.
I trust the path unfolding.
I am ready.
And when you're ready,
Open your eyes.
Take this magic with you,
Not as something separate,
But as something you are.
Today,
You are the spell.
Blessed Be.
