The Inn.
Come with me along this path.
You can see it is made of white gravel and it seems to wend its way forever,
Both behind and in front of us.
It is such easy walking and we will not go far.
In fact we can see where we are going already.
Off to the left of the pathway,
Not set back too far,
Is the Inn.
As we reach the junction of the path to the building and the main route,
We pause and take in the view of the building set amidst rolling fields and woodlands,
The stream nearby,
And feel the warm sunlight on us.
We know we are here.
As we approach the Inn,
We notice several things about it,
The building itself is all stone and wood.
There are no metal fasteners of any kind in evidence.
It was built using the skill and passion that only the old ones possessed.
As we step up to the porch and cross the board floors,
We can hear the board slightly creaking,
Informing us that the building is welcoming us with every step.
Between the screen door,
We move inside into the parlor where there is a warm fire already softly burning in the stone hearth.
Looking up,
We see that the windows are a special feature of this place,
And every other one is either the clearest of possible materials or a uniquely tinted stained glass,
Giving every room its own visual character.
Take a seat close to the fire in the large red covered leather chair just there.
As you relax into the setting,
Just allow yourself to feel the warm fire and the gentle support of the chair and the homey nature of this place.
All of these serve to make you feel more welcome here than you've ever felt before.
What a place to be and just be yourself.
And allow yourself to become one with this entire experience.
As you continue to relax and settle into your chair,
You feel the warmth of the fire call to you.
You know what is being offered and you decide to allow it.
The warmth of the fire is ever so gently pulling at you and it takes from you all your pain,
All your self-doubt,
All your discomfort,
And any regrets you might be holding.
You can feel your confusion and discomfort leaving you and all these things you no longer need to keep,
Drifting into the fire and up the stone chimney,
Leaving you forever.
With each passing second,
You relax deeper and deeper into your chair and it holds you ever so firmly and warmly.
You feel so free of pain,
Doubt,
And any ill will that you feel.
You feel so you might just drift out of the chair.
You feel so free.
As you continue to release,
You are so comfortable in this chair,
You're not going anywhere just yet.
It comes to you that this is where souls come to heal,
To feel complete,
And to be in harmony with all there is.
You feel so free and clean now,
Shiny and new.
What an experience.
And yet you know it is just what you came here for.
Feel the harmony resonate through every fiber that is you.
Know the freedom of being who you always have been.
As you glow with the experience of being so free,
You begin to become aware of another presence in the room.
It is just as you requested.
One of the old ones sits opposite you and smiles,
Welcoming you to the end they have made just for occasions such as the one you are experiencing now.
Acknowledging the arrival of the old one,
You allow yourself to open to share a perfect connection with the old one,
Feeling the love that is offered to you,
Feeling the connection to all there is,
And the answers to questions you always wish to ask.
Knowing there is time for one question now,
Allow yourself to pose the query to the old one.
Feel the immensity of the love and the answer that comes swiftly back.
Hold that knowing in your heart and remember that it will always be there.
Feel the satisfaction of knowing wash over you and warm with the love and knowing that comes with it.
Allow the knowing to become part of you now and forever.
Gathering yourself now,
You allow your gratitude to flow to the old one and allow departure.
Feeling that it is just us here now,
Come back to the room in the chair and enjoy the multicolored lights of the fire.
Lift your gaze to the window with as many hues and tones.
See the fields and trees outside.
Collecting yourself further,
You know it is time to rise from the chair,
Move out this green door and across the porch.
As we reach the main pathway,
You turn and look back at the inn,
Offering your thanks for its shelter and comfort,
Knowing you can return whenever you allow yourself to.
As we retrace our steps along the white gravel path to where we began,
Allow yourself to hold the knowing you experienced today.
Feel the beauty of all there is,
Of who you are.
Know that from this time forward you can live without the pain,
The fear,
The doubt,
Holding the beauty of you and the love of all there is.
As you come back to this body,
This time,
This place,
Your soul locked fully in place,
Your breathing coming back to normal and your heart rate back to normal,
You know it is so easy to be the beauty.
As long as you allow,
You will always feel the beauty inside your heart,
The beauty that is you.
As you come back fully to this body,
This time,
This place,
As long as you allow,
You will always walk in beauty.
Welcome back.
