Take a slow breath in.
And let it go.
Welcome,
Beloved.
We sit at the feet of Lakshmi.
The goddess who rises from the lotus,
Golden,
Radiant,
Endlessly giving.
Let your eyes close,
Soften your shoulders.
Unclench your hands and turn your palms upward.
Ready to receive.
This is how abundance enters.
Not through grasping.
But through open hands.
I am abundant.
I am blessed.
I am Lakshmi's grace.
I am abundant.
I am blessed.
I am Lakshmi's grace.
No.
Imagine.
Before you,
A lake of still dark water.
And rising from its center,
A single lotus,
Pink and gold,
Opening petal by petal.
Untouched by the mud it grew from.
This is you.
Whatever you have survived,
Whatever you have carried,
You are still rising clean and whole.
Toward the light.
See Lakshmi now.
Seated on her lotus throne.
Draped in red and gold,
Four arms open wide.
Two hands offer you lotus blossoms,
Beauty and grace.
One hand pours golden coins,
Endless,
Flowing,
Never-ending.
One hand is raised toward you.
Blessing.
Receive.
Feel that golden light pouring gently over you.
Through the crown of your head,
Down your face,
Your throat,
Your chest.
It is warm,
It smells faintly of marigold and sandalwood.
It asks nothing of you.
It is simply given.
Whisper within.
Abundance flows to me and through me.
I release the fear of not having enough.
I am worthy of ease,
I am worthy of wealth.
I am worthy of beauty.
In all its forms.
I am abundant.
I am blessed.
I am Lakshmi's grace.
I am abundant.
I am blessed.
I am Lakshmi's grace.
If it feels right.
Let these sacred sounds rise quietly within you.
Spoken.
Not some.
Like a private prayer.
Om Shreem Mahalakshmi Namaha.
On stream.
Mahalakshmi Namah Place a hand on your heart.
Gratitude is the doorway Lakshmi walks through.
Think of one thing,
However small,
That you already have Let gratitude soften your chest like warm honey.
You do not have to chase abundance.
You only have to become a clear,
Open vessel.
And let it find you.
Again and again.
The way water always finds the lowest,
Softest place.
Carry this golden light with you now.
Let it sit quietly in your chest like a small steady sun.
You are not separate from abundance.
You are never separate from grace.
I am abundant.
I am blessed.
I am Lakshmi's grace.
And so it is.
Take one last breath.
Deep and golden.
And let it go.
Gently move your fingers,
Your toes.
When you are ready.
Open your eyes.
Walk today.
As the lotus walks.
Rising.