Welcome,
Radiant Soul.
I'm Nola Bloom,
And I'm here to guide you through a sacred journey called Yoganidra,
Temple of the Moon Priestess.
Tonight,
We enter a sacred temple beneath the sky washed in silver.
A place where time slows,
And the ancient priestesses tend to your being with reverence and grace.
If you feel called,
You're welcome to light a candle,
Ensure your pillows and bolsters are just right so that your body feels supported.
Feel the ground beneath you taking the entire weight of your body.
Let the breath soften,
And let the body settle,
And let the spirit open.
Let's take a big breath together.
Inhale,
Fill the lungs,
And exhale with a soft sigh.
Let yourself arrive.
There is no effort needed.
Just follow the rhythm of my voice like a stream of moonlight guiding you deeper and deeper into stillness.
In this stillness,
Let your sankalpa arise,
A heartfelt intention that comes not from striving but from truth.
Let it whisper through the quiet like a silver thread.
It may come as a word,
A feeling,
Or an inner knowing.
If no words arise,
Trust in your soul's quiet wisdom that already knows the way.
Let your sankalpa settle into your heart like a seed held gently in fertile soil.
You do not need to push or force,
Only to feel the truth already blooming within.
Now imagine yourself lying at the heart of a luminous temple beneath a full and radiant moon.
The floor beneath you is cool marble streaked with silver and pearl,
Etched with sacred geometry that hums beneath your spine.
Above you,
A circular skylight opens to the midnight sky.
Moonlight streams in,
Pouring over your body like liquid silver.
A luminous priestess approaches,
Cloaked in flowing robes that shimmer in star fire.
She kneels beside you and places her fingertips upon your brow.
A cool vibration enters your third eye,
Swirling indigo and pearl.
The space between your eyebrows begins to glow.
This is your portal of inner vision.
Let it open.
Let clarity arise.
The priestesses now gather in a circle around you,
Each one a reflection of moonlight,
Silent,
Graceful,
Timeless.
They hold bowls of sacred oils infused with jasmine,
Sandalwood and the essence of the moon.
One priestess begins at the crown of your head,
Pouring a few drops of luminous nectar into your hair.
She massages your scalp gently,
Her fingers gliding through your hair in spirals.
Slow,
Soothing,
Intentional.
The energy beneath stirs like a tide at moonrise,
Awakening the senses,
Opening the petals to the sacred presence within.
Another priestess glides her hands along the right side of your face.
Temple.
Cheek.
Jaw.
Rhythmic movements.
She moves down the left side of your face.
Temple.
Cheek.
Jaw.
Their touch feels soft and rhythmic,
Like moonlight brushing through the branches.
She tends to your right arm.
Shoulder.
Upper arm.
Elbow.
Forearm.
Anointing and massaging with devotion.
Warm oil pools in the palm of your right hand.
She circles the center of the hand,
Then glides slowly down each and every finger,
Pressing softly into the joints.
Feel your entire right arm bathed in attention.
From shoulder to fingertips,
As if the waters of the sacred moon are flowing through you.
She glides down the left arm.
Shoulder.
Upper arm.
Elbow.
Forearm.
Massaging with reverence.
Oil gathers in the palm of your left hand.
She circles in the center,
Then anoints each and every finger,
Tracing sacred tenderness into the joints.
Feel the whole left arm receiving this loving touch,
Immersed in a stream of devotion and grace.
They move to your heart center,
Pressing gently at your sternum.
Warm oil is poured in a spiral over your chest,
Like moonlight pooling in sacred stillness.
Soft palms press gently over your ribs,
Massaging devotion into every breath.
Feel your whole heart awakening,
Bathed in grace,
Soothed by love.
Tender and radiant.
The priestesses now rest their hands on your belly,
Fingers splayed,
Intuitive and wise.
They move in slow,
Soothing circles,
As if stirring a lunar tide within you.
A soft warmth begins to spread,
Calm and comforting.
Your digestive fire softens.
Tension melts,
And emotional waves gently release.
Feel your belly held with tenderness,
Your center bathed in the rhythm of moon and breath.
One priestess glides her hand along your right hip,
Thigh,
Knee,
Shin,
Ankle,
Foot.
Warm oil gathers at the sole of your foot,
And each toe is lovingly anointed.
Feel the whole right leg,
From hip to toe,
Wrapped in sacred presence and deep release.
Another priestess mirrors her path on the left side.
Hip.
Thigh.
Knee.
Shin.
Ankle.
Oil pools and spirals at the sole of your left foot,
Trickling softly into each and every toe.
Feel the entire left leg softened,
Soothed,
And reconnected to the holy ground beneath you.
You are wholly tended to.
Feel the sacred oil shimmering on your skin.
A warm hum vibrates through every cell.
Feel your whole body from crown to toes.
You are a living altar of light.
Radiant.
Beloved.
Complete.
Now feel the entire body becoming heavy.
Heavier with each breath.
Sinking down,
Down,
Down.
As if your bones are sculpted from ancient stone.
Dense.
Grounded.
Eternal.
Muscles soften,
Drawn downward like vines sinking into the air.
Now feel the whole body becoming light.
Lighter with each breath.
Floating up,
High above the clouds.
As if your form is spun from stardust and breath.
Spacious.
Soft.
Infinite.
Your being expands like the sky,
Dissolving into luminous air.
Heaviness returns.
Weighted.
Enrouted.
An anchor of presence.
You are soil.
Cavern.
Cave.
Then again,
Lightness rises.
Lifting you like wind over the mountaintops.
You are cloud.
Wing.
Sky.
Feel both at once.
Held and hovering.
Dense and radiant.
Heavy and light.
You are whole and complete.
Now return to the breath.
Feel the natural rhythm.
Inhale.
Exhale.
Let it guide you like the tides of a quiet sea.
Each inhale invites lightness.
Each exhale,
Let go of all that is no longer needed.
Feel the breath brushing along the inner walls of your ribs.
Notice the way your belly rises and falls,
Like gentle waves.
There is no effort needed.
Only listening.
Only feeling.
Let each breath be a messenger of stillness.
Let each breath carry you deeper inward.
You are being breathed by something greater.
Bathed in moonlight.
Held by the rhythm of life.
Now gently sense the mind.
The landscape of thoughts,
Emotions,
And dreams.
Let them float by like silver clouds in the sky.
There is no need to chase or hold.
Let everything soften.
Let every emotion be welcome.
You are vast enough to hold them all.
You may notice fragments of memory or stories unraveling.
Simply witness.
A gentle rain of compassion falls over your entire mental space.
In the shadows of the temple,
The priestesses light small lanterns.
Each one a memory of clarity amidst confusion.
Their glow steadies your mind.
You are safe within your awareness.
Beyond thought,
Feel into the quiet wisdom that lives behind the heart and along the spine.
The place that knows without needing to explain.
The priestesses place their hands at the base of your spine.
In the back of your heart.
They channel a golden current through your being.
Truth awakens.
Insight flows.
Here you remember who you are.
You may sense symbols,
Dreams,
Or visions.
Visions rising from within.
Trust the whispering voice of intuition.
Here lies your inner temple.
Now dissolve into pure awareness.
Nothing to hold.
Nothing to do.
Only presence.
You are starlight.
You are moonlight.
You are the sacred hush that lives between each and every breath.
Feel a soft current of joy rising from within.
Not from anything external.
But from your very being.
The priestesses now stand in a circle around you.
Their palms raised in silent reverence.
They sing a soundless hymn that only the soul can hear.
A lullaby for your spirit.
Bathed in stillness,
You are whole.
Rest here in luminous awareness.
Let your sankalpa now arise again.
Not as effort,
But as truth.
Let it pulse gently in your heart.
It is planted.
It is becoming.
It will guide you home.
As you begin to return,
Carry this prayer.
I am held by the moon,
Guided by stillness,
And restored by light.
Feel the surface beneath you.
Holding the weight of your body.
As you begin to wiggle your fingers and toes.
Take a deep,
Nourishing breath.
When you are ready,
You can gently roll over to one side.
Pause here and slowly return to a seat.
It is taking a moment to notice the effects of the practice.
Thank you for resting here in the sacred temple of moonlight.
May the moon bless your dreams.
May your soul always remember its radiance.
Namaste
