Close your eyes dear soul.
Feel your breath enter your body.
Gentle.
Soft.
And with every inhale you breathe in light.
With every inhale you breathe in lightness.
You are light.
With every exhale you release the weight of all that is not yours.
With every exhale you release.
Imagine yourself walking through the mists of time.
Across a landscape woven with stars and memories.
The air is scented with earth and smoke.
And amongst the mist you see a path that leads you towards a sacred fire in the distance.
As you walk you feel the presence of those who came before you.
Your ancestors,
Guides,
Soul sisters and soul brothers.
They walk beside you in silence.
Their eyes filled with kindness,
Recognition and remembrance.
As you follow this path drift your awareness to your heart.
The sacred temple of truth and courage.
With each breath you are returning home to yourself.
The whispers of your ancestors move through the gentle breeze around you.
And you arrive at the circle of stones bathed in moonlight.
And in the centre the fire burns.
It's flame alive with the stories of all who came before you.
The healers,
The mystics,
The truth speakers.
The ones who saw beyond the veil and were silenced for it.
As you step closer to the fire you feel the presence around you.
The voices that were once quieted now humming in your bones.
And you realise you were one of them.
You sit before the fire and across from you another version of yourself appears.
A woman,
A man,
A being,
The one who carries your witch wound.
Look into their eyes,
Perhaps they were the one who was hunted.
Perhaps they were the one who did the hunting.
Watching the flames dance in between you and them.
Ask them softly,
What do you need me to know?
What do you need me to forgive?
What wisdom are you ready to return to me now?
As the fire burns brighter you see faces in the smoke.
Your ancestors,
Your guides and they nod in love and pride.
And they whisper to you,
You are the one who remembers.
You are the one who heals this line.
You are the one who carries this light forward now.
Let their blessings wrap around you like a golden light.
And taking a breath,
Feeling the fire's warmth in your chest.
Know that the wound has been witnessed and the healing is now beginning.
Breathing deep into your heart.
Whispering to yourself,
I am safe to be seen.
I am safe to be me.
I am safe to be me.
Feel the words vibrate through your chest.
See threads of fear and of silence,
Of hiding,
Of being too much.
Beginning to unravel and fall away.
All those lifetimes of holding back your magic.
Of dimming your light to stay safe.
Of swallowing your truth to belong.
They no longer serve you.
Let the fire before you burn them away.
Watch as the smoke rises into the night sky.
Transforming fear into freedom.
Shame into power.
And silence into peace.
And light into song.
From the centre of the fire,
A spark of light rises.
Pure,
Brilliant,
Golden.
It floats towards you.
Pausing just before your heart.
This is your light,
Your power.
The essence of who you've always been.
Untamed.
Radiant and whole.
Breathe the light into your chest.
Let it fill your heart.
Your belly.
Your hands.
Your voice.
Feel it spread.
Spiral through the chakras.
From the root to the crown.
Igniting your truth.
Repeating these words.
I call back all of my power now.
I reclaim all that I am.
There is no more hiding.
I am here to shine.
Now bring your awareness to your throat centre.
Your sacred channel of expression.
Feel a glowing,
Soft,
Blue,
Moonlight light.
Sitting in the centre of your throat.
Connect to your voice.
Clear.
Powerful.
Wise.
Rising from the depths of your being.
No more trembling.
No more shrinking.
Only truth.
Only light.
My truth is medicine.
My words are important.
My voice is magical.
Feel the energy radiate out.
Like a ripple across the surface of the world.
Touching others who are ready to rise.
Ready to remember.
Ready to speak.
Now see around you a circle of souls.
Your sisters.
Your brothers.
Each one glowing with their own light.
Their own magic rekindled.
And you look around and smile and realise you were never alone.
For many,
Many others have carried this wound too.
And we have all dimmed to survive.
But now,
Together we rise.
Together we rise.
Together we shine.
Together we heal the witch wound.
For all who came before.
And all who are yet to come.
Feel the collective energy building like the hum of a thousand heartbeats becoming one.
One great vibration and pulse of light.
Let the light move through you.
Expanding beyond you.
Weaving across the earth.
A network of awakened souls.
Remembering and reclaiming their power.
Together you and your brothers and sisters.
Chant these words.
I no longer hide who I am.
I stand in my truth.
With grace and power.
Free.
Feel it in your bones.
Feel it in your soul.
Feel it in your heart.
When you are ready,
Rise from the fire.
Begin walking back through the mists.
Carrying the light in your heart.
With every step,
You are returning to your body.
To your breath.
Carrying wisdom and compassion and strength.
And when you do come back.
You will see the world with fresh eyes.
You will see the world with new light.
The light of the one who remembers.
The one who no longer hides.
And the one who has come home.
May your light ripple outwards now.
Healing the collective wound.
Honoring those who died.
And the one who came before us.
And guiding those yet to come.
And so it is.
So it has always been.
Aho,
Beautiful souls.
Aho.
