There are evenings when you come home and the day keeps following you.
Even though it is over.
You have closed the door.
Put your things down.
Maybe taking a shower.
And yet you still hear the irritated voice of a colleague.
You still feel the crowd in the subway.
Or the supermarket.
The sadness of a friend who spoke with you on the phone for a long time.
Or that meeting atmosphere.
Where everyone was tense without anyone saying so.
Nothing serious.
Nothing precise to tell.
But you no longer feel quite in your own energy.
This is what I have understood over time.
We pick up a lot from what surrounds us.
The mood of others.
The atmosphere of a place.
Sometimes the energy of an entire group.
These imprints stay attached to us until the evening if we do not take the time to let them go.
Tonight.
I am offering you exactly that time.
A journey to wash yourself clean of the day.
To find your own vibration again.
And to fall asleep in a space that belongs to you.
Settle comfortably in your bed.
The meditation will begin soon.
Close your eyes.
Your body no longer has to stand upright.
To walk.
To respond.
Let it drop into the bed.
Completely.
And feel the mattress receiving it.
At the center of your belly.
Just below your navel.
A little warmth lights up.
It is mild.
With each exhalation.
It spreads a little more.
Your belly relaxes around it.
It rises into your chest.
And your ribs gently open when the air comes in.
It passes into your back.
Along the spine.
Each vertebra settles onto the bed.
One after another.
From there,
The warmth descends into your pelvis.
Your hips open a little.
It glides into your thighs.
Which grow heavier.
Your knees release.
Your calves give way.
Your ankles loosen.
The warmth reaches your feet.
Down to the tips of your toes.
Then it moves back up toward your shoulders.
They have carried a lot of things today.
And even a bit of what belonged to others.
Let them drop.
The mild warmth flows into your arms.
Your elbows.
Your forearms.
Your wrists.
All the way into your fingers.
Which relax one by one.
It finally reaches your neck.
Which lengthens on the pillow.
Her throat is freed.
Your jaw loosens.
Your cheeks soften.
Your forehead smooths out.
Like water becoming calm again after a boat has passed.
Your eyelids rest one on the other.
Feel your body as one whole.
From the top of your head down to your heels.
It is laid down.
Warm.
Supported everywhere.
And while it rests.
Allow your unconscious to open.
Like a spring that starts flowing again when you lift away the stone placed on it.
Carry you.
And now.
On your inner screen.
Imagine a path that gently sinks into a forest.
At the hour when evening still hesitates between day and night.
The air smells of damp earth.
Mars.
Pine bark.
You begin to walk and everything feels familiar.
Yet a little different.
The moss at the foot of the trees holds a faint green glow.
The ferns change color as you pass near them.
From green to golden.
Then back to green.
As if they were breathing.
And somewhere ahead of you.
Still far away.
A clear,
Continuous sound rises.
Resembling a chant.
The more you advance,
The more this song grows distinct.
It is water.
Water falling from high up.
Whose voice resembles a melody.
With low notes and bright notes that answer each other.
Silvery mist glides between the trunks.
And small lights dance inside it.
Like fireflies come to open the way for you.
You follow them.
With the feeling of being expected.
The path curves behind a large ivy-covered rock.
The mist parts.
And the waterfall finally appears.
One you have been hearing since the beginning.
It pours down from a high wall of pale rock.
And its water is full of light.
Reflections of silver.
Pale blue.
And Mother of Pearl run through it continuously.
Each drop that touches the pool gives birth to a note.
This song makes you want to smile.
You walk forward on flat,
Glistening stones.
The music grows all around you.
Then you step into the water.
It receives you entirely.
Mild.
Vibrant.
Its light slides around you like a second skin.
Around your head first.
It loosens the thoughts that were still circling.
The phrases you heard.
The images of the day.
You see them leaving in long gray and dull filaments.
And as they move away.
Your mind clears like a sky after a shower.
The water moves down toward your heart.
And there's something heavier comes loose.
The anger of someone that you kept in spite of yourself.
The sadness of a friend.
The worry of a loved one.
These strands are darker.
Let them go.
Perhaps thank them.
And feel your heart opening.
Wider.
Gentler.
Then the water moves around your belly and carries away the agitation of the places you have passed through.
The crowd.
The noise.
The haste.
It runs down to your hands which give back what they were still holding for others.
Down to your feet.
Which leave in the pool the last remains of the day.
Watch what becomes of all this.
As it touches the foam,
Each filament lights up.
The gray turns white.
The white begins to shine.
And these lights slowly rise back up along the fall.
Like small stars going home.
You feel light.
Almost transparent.
With a relief that feels like joy.
Stay a little longer under this song.
And offer the water whatever still needs it.
When you come out of the fall.
A few of these little lights are waiting for you on the bank.
They float in front of you.
Then move away toward a staircase of roots and mossy stones that climbs up behind the pool.
Inviting you to follow them.
You go up.
With each step,
The music of the waterfall softens behind you.
And a tranquil well-being grows.
Wider and wider.
One last thought of the day appears and flies off.
One last worry settles on a step.
And you leave it there.
And the more you climb.
More a very low sound calls you.
A deep sound that seems to come from the hill itself.
At the top.
Between two tall birch trees.
With luminous trunks.
A round meadow opens.
The grass there is a very soft green and ripples in slow circles.
Like calm water.
Tiny pale flowers light up and go out to the rhythm of the hill's song.
The air smells of warm hay and something subtler.
A fragrance you recognize.
Coming from very far away.
All around at the edge.
You sense discreet,
Benevolent presences.
Happy to see you arrive.
Walk to the center.
Here,
Everything that vibrates within you begins to tune itself.
At the base of your being.
A reddish-orange starts to sing with the earth.
Higher up.
A warm gold awakens.
In the middle of your chest,
A luminous green opens.
Than a clear blue in your throat.
A deep indigo at the center of your forehead.
And at the very top.
A white light.
Almost mother of pearl.
All day long,
These colors have been vibrating each on its own.
Now they breathe together.
They listen to each other.
Draw closer.
Answer each other.
Until they form a single luminous cord that rises and falls within you.
From the heart of the hill up to the sky.
You then feel a calm joy.
A childlike wonder.
The sense of rediscovering something you have known forever.
Your light extends beyond you.
Mingling with the meadow.
The flowers.
The sky turning rosy.
You are in your right place recognized.
Attuned to life itself.
Savor this.
Little by little within this harmony.
One note stands out.
A golden note.
Coming from the other side of the meadow.
Over there between some oaks.
A golden glow pulses softly.
In the same rhythm as you.
You walk toward it.
The cord still within you.
The oak's part around a small clearing.
In the center.
A wide flat stone edged with moss.
Sit there like an altar.
Lets the glow you have followed rise upward.
Come closer.
The stone is warm and vibrates gently.
As if a heart were beating inside it.
Place your hands on it.
Then climb up and stand in the center.
The golden light rises into you.
Runs through your whole being.
Springs up above your head and falls back around you in a slow rain.
To form a clear,
Golden bubble at arm's length all around you.
Its surface shimmers with mother-of-pearl reflections.
This bubble protects you.
Whatever comes from outside slides over it and goes away.
Like rain on a leaf.
And at the same time your own light passes through it and radiates outward.
Reaching the oaks.
Whose leaves begin to sparkle in response.
You are sheltered and you shine.
Both at once.
Tomorrow in the midst of others.
This bubble will be there.
The stone grows calm beneath your feet.
The glow of the bubble settles on a little mossy path at the edge of the clearing.
To show you where to go.
You follow it.
It leads to the foot of the largest oak.
To a warm mossy hollow.
Just the size of your body.
Little lights from the waterfall have returned and float in the branches.
Lie down.
The bubble stretches out with you.
Above the leaves.
The first stars light up one by one.
You can now let the landscape melt by itself into the night and find again your bed.
The warmth of the room.
Pillow that welcomes you.
The journey itself continues on its own.
Still floats around you something of the water's song.
A few clear notes.
Very far away.
Pass and return.
A silvery freshness on the skin.
Like a mist that has kept the light.
A smell of moss and warm hay.
Golden glow of the bubble breathes with the night.
So softly that you feel it more than you see it.
Colors pass behind your eyelids.
Perhaps you are still in the meadow.
Carried by the rippling grass.
Perhaps you are already under the great oak.
With the little lights keeping watch in the branches.
The two merge.
And that is perfectly fine.
Your energy is clear and it belongs to you.
It circulates at its own pace.
Attuned.
Like water that knows its path between the stones.
Somewhere within you.
The unconscious keeps the waterfall.
The meadow.
The warm stone.
And it continues the journey while you sleep.
It washes.
It tunes.
In its own way.
A gentle presence seems to watch at the edge of your sleep.
The stars reflect in the pool.
A golden reflection floats between the trunks.
And the murmur of the water blends with that of your breath.
Peace extends to the very edges of your being.
A quiet joy remains lit in the center of your chest.
Like a small flame well-sheltered.
You slip into the night.
Farther and farther.
Toward a clear and deep sleep.
And now.
If you are not asleep yet.
Please repeat the following positive affirmations.
Until you fall asleep.
Your unconscious will then take over.
My energy becomes clear and luminous again tonight.
How is it that I feel so light?
I let the day slide far away from me.
What belongs to others returns to its place.
How is it that my heart grows lighter so easily?
Living water carries away every trace of the day.
I rediscover my own vibration with happiness.
How is it that I feel so good in my light?
All the colors of my being vibrate in harmony.
My heart beats to the rhythm of my inner peace.
How is it that harmony comes to me so naturally?
I am protected by my own light.
My bubble of light accompanies me everywhere.
How is it that I radiate with so much gentleness?
My energy radiates and remains whole.
I choose what I welcome within me.
Peace flows freely throughout my entire being.
How is it that I feel so present?
Each evening.
I wash myself free of the day with gentleness.
I feel rooted in my own energy.
How is it that calm returns so quickly within me?
I marvel at the light that lives in me.
I deserve to fall asleep in pure energy.
A quiet joy grows deep within me.
How is it that I feel so whole?
My light softly illuminates those around me.
Tomorrow I will keep my vibration in the midst of others.
How is it that I feel so safe within myself?
During my sleep.
My unconscious purifies my energy.
I slip into the night.
Carried by my light.
My energy becomes clear and luminous again tonight.
How is it that I feel so light?
I let the day slide far away from me.
What belongs to others returns to its place.
How is it that my heart grows lighter so easily?
Living water carries away every trace of the day.
I rediscover my own vibration with happiness.
How is it that I feel so good in my light?
All the colors of my being vibrate in harmony.
My heart beats to the rhythm of my inner peace.
How is it that harmony comes to me so naturally?
I am protected by my own light.
My bubble of light accompanies me everywhere.
How is it that I radiate with so much gentleness?
My energy radiates and remains whole.
I choose what I welcome within me.
Peace flows freely throughout my entire being.
How is it that I feel so present?
Each evening.
I wash myself free of the day with gentleness.
I feel rooted in my own energy.
How is it that calm returns so quickly within me?
I marvel at the light that lives in me.
I deserve to fall asleep in pure energy.
A quiet joy grows deep within me.
How is it that I feel so whole?
My light softly illuminates those around me.
Tomorrow I will keep my vibration in the midst of others.
How is it that I feel so safe within myself?
During my sleep.
My unconscious purifies my energy.
I slip into the night.
Carried by my light.
My energy becomes clear and luminous again tonight.
How is it that I feel so light?
I let the day slide far away from me.
What belongs to others returns to its place.
How is it that my heart grows lighter so easily?
Living water carries away every trace of the day.
I rediscover my own vibration with happiness.
How is it that I feel so good in my light?
You All the colors of my being vibrate in harmony.
My heart beats to the rhythm of my inner peace.
How is it that harmony comes to me so naturally?
I am protected by my own light.
My bubble of light accompanies me everywhere.
How is it that I radiate with so much gentleness?
You My energy radiates and remains whole.
I choose what I welcome within me.
Peace flows freely throughout my entire being.
How is it that I feel so present?
Each evening.
I wash myself free of the day with gentleness.
I feel rooted in my own energy.
How is it that calm returns so quickly within me?
I marvel at the light that lives in me.
I deserve to fall asleep in pure energy.
A quiet joy grows deep within me.
How is it that I feel so whole?
My light softly illuminates those around me.
Tomorrow I will keep my vibration in the midst of others.
How is it that I feel so safe within myself?
During my sleep.
My unconscious purifies my energy.
I slip into the night.
Carried by my light.
My energy becomes clear and luminous again tonight.
How is it that I feel so light?
I let the day slide far away from me.
What belongs to others returns to its place.
How is it that my heart grows lighter so easily?
Living water carries away every trace of the day.
I rediscover my own vibration with happiness.
How is it that I feel so good in my light?
All the colors of my being vibrate in harmony.
My heart beats to the rhythm of my inner peace.
How is it that harmony comes to me so naturally?
I am protected by my own light.
My bubble of light accompanies me everywhere.
How is it that I radiate with so much gentleness?
My energy radiates and remains whole.
I choose what I welcome within me.
Peace flows freely throughout my entire being.
How is it that I feel so present?
Each evening.
I wash myself free of the day with gentleness.
I feel rooted in my own energy.
How is it that calm returns so quickly within me?
I marvel at the light that lives in me.
I deserve to fall asleep in pure energy.
A quiet joy grows deep within me.
How is it that I feel so whole?
My light softly illuminates those around me.
Tomorrow I will keep my vibration in the midst of others.
How is it that I feel so safe within myself?
During my sleep.
My unconscious purifies my energy.
I slip into the night.
Carried by my light.
My energy becomes clear and luminous again tonight.
How is it that I feel so light?
I let the day slide far away from me.
What belongs to others returns to its place.
How is it that my heart grows lighter so easily?
Living water carries away every trace of the day.
I rediscover my own vibration with happiness.
How is it that I feel so good in my light?
All the colors of my being vibrate in harmony.
My heart beats to the rhythm of my inner peace.
How is it that harmony comes to me so naturally?
I am protected by my own light.
My bubble of light accompanies me everywhere.
How is it that I radiate with so much gentleness?
My energy radiates and remains whole.
I choose what I welcome within me.
Peace flows freely throughout my entire being.
How is it that I feel so present?
Each evening.
I wash myself free of the day with gentleness.
I feel rooted in my own energy.
How is it that calm returns so quickly within me?
I marvel at the light that lives in me.
I deserve to fall asleep in pure energy.
A quiet joy grows deep within me.
How is it that I feel so whole?
My light softly illuminates those around me.
Tomorrow I will keep my vibration in the midst of others.
How is it that I feel so safe within myself?
During my sleep.
My unconscious purifies my energy.
I slip into the night.
Carried by my light.
