Welcome,
Luminous One.
Find your seat in this sacred space.
Let your spine be tall,
Like the wick of a candle.
Let your body soften,
Like wax beginning to melt.
Close your eyes,
Or soften your gaze.
Take a breath in through your nose,
And release it with a sigh through your mouth.
Let yourself arrive.
As we begin this fire meditation,
Know that fire is not just destruction,
It is transformation.
It's the light in the dark,
The warmth in the cold,
The power within the pause.
Let us call upon the fire within us,
And the fires our ancestors once danced beside.
Fires that warmed their hands through long nights.
Fires that lit sacred rituals,
Forged tools,
Cooked meals with love.
Fires that carried stories through smoke and sparks.
You're not the first to seek light in the darkness.
You're part of a lineage of flame keepers,
Carrying the ember of their strength,
Their prayers,
Their transformation.
May this flame awaken my spirit.
May it burn away fear,
Doubt,
And stagnation.
May it ignite my purpose,
My power,
My path.
We begin by breathing with the fire.
Let's use a breath to stoke your internal flame.
Bellows breath,
Soft and steady.
Inhale and exhale quickly through the nose,
Like the rhythmic puff of a flame being fanned.
Let the breath be light,
Rapid,
And even.
Feel the energy this stirred,
That tiny flicker becoming a steady burn.
Let the breath settle now,
Smooth,
Warm,
Present.
Now breathe deeply.
Inhale the heat of life.
Exhale the ashes of what you've outgrown.
Now imagine yourself standing at the center of a vast circle of stones.
Before you burns a sacred fire.
It's light flickers gold and crimson.
It crackles with wisdom and memory.
This is the fire of your soul.
It is the fire your ancestors tended in ceremony,
In survival,
In song.
With every breath,
This flame responds.
When you breathe deeply,
It grows taller,
Brighter,
Bolder.
It is fed by your courage,
Your passion,
Your truth.
Step closer to the fire in your mind's eye.
Let its warmth kiss your skin,
Your heart,
Your creative core.
Now offer it something.
An old belief,
A fear,
A wound.
Visualize yourself placing it gently into the flames.
Watch as it transforms from pain into power,
From weight into warmth.
Affirm softly in your mind or aloud.
I am the keeper of my sacred flame.
I release what dims my light.
My power is mine.
My fire is rising.
Now see the flame mirrored in your solar plexus,
Glowing just above your navel.
This is your inner fire,
Your willpower,
Your creativity,
Your drive.
Let it grow.
Let it glow.
Let it illuminate the way forward.
Begin to return to your body with reverence.
Feel the warmth in your chest,
The gentle flicker of energy in your limbs.
Take one deep breath in through the nose.
Hold it for just a moment.
Then exhale through the mouth with sound.
Place a hand on your belly,
The home of your flame.
Feel it pulsing,
Alive and ancient.
I carry the fire of my ancestors.
I rise renewed.
I rise empowered.
I rise.
And know this,
Wherever you go,
Your flame comes with you.
A guiding light,
A sacred heat.
A living reminder that you were born to burn brightly.
To create,
To transform,
To lead with love and strength.
Take one last breath in.
And as you exhale,
Imagine your light expanding out into the world.
You are the ember.
You are the torch.
You are the flame.
