Greetings,
Dear friends.
I would like to weave for you now a tale of magic and wonder.
One that dances among the stars and whispers through the night air.
So please,
Gather round and make yourself comfy.
It is the darkest night of the year when shadows stretch long and the world feels hushed.
You find yourself outside in your garden.
The air is crisp and alive with a hint of enchantment.
Wrapping your soft cloak tighter around your shoulders,
You walk gingerly,
Careful to maintain your balance on the uneven ground.
As clouds drift away with just a heartbeat,
You glimpse a shimmer on the earth.
An ethereal glow beckons you closer.
With curiosity guiding your steps,
You reach out your foot,
Feeling something solid beneath you.
To your surprise,
It is a stone,
Smooth and cool,
Yet pulsating with a faint otherworldly energy.
Encouraged,
You shift your weight and the stone responds,
Expanding into a radiant step.
Before you know it,
You are ascending a staircase up into the sky.
As you climb from step to step,
Higher and higher,
The stars above twinkle their watchful eyes.
Where did this staircase come from,
You wonder,
Your heart racing with a mixture of awe and excitement.
Suddenly,
You know that you are at the top of the staircase.
There is a warm golden light that is surrounding you.
The air is suddenly thickened with a sweet fragrance of roses,
Mingling with something mystical.
Still unable to see clearly through the thick darkness of the night,
You reach up and your fingers crush against something soft yet powerful.
What is it?
Oh my,
In the vibrating energy before you is a face.
Though you can't see it,
Your fingers trace its serene gentle beauty and a sense of familiarity wraps around you like an old friend.
In this moment,
Your mystical awareness expands.
Not only are you sensing the face before you,
But you are connecting deeply with your own essence.
You sense into your forehead,
Where you feel the maps of the cosmos.
You sense into your eyes,
Sparkling with the magic of stardust.
You sense into your cheeks,
Feeling them brim with dreams you've dared to dream.
And you sense inside your mouth a wellspring of creativity,
Ready to blossom.
You suddenly understand.
This being before you is reflecting your inner being.
This being before you is reflecting your inner magnificence.
As the warm glow continues to surround you,
Your heart fills with love and belonging.
This divine being offers you a gift,
A treasure wrapped in silken petals.
As you unwrap it,
You find a beautiful star,
A guiding light for your soul's journey.
It pulses gently in your hand,
And in that moment your heart opens even wider,
Overflowing with gratitude and kindness.
You sit in reverent silence,
The magic of the moment enveloping you.
Soon you know it is time to return.
Descending the staircase feels effortless,
The steps now illuminated by an inner glow,
Even in the dark.
When you reach the garden,
You find yourself back in earthly reality,
Where everything appears just the same.
Days pass,
And each night you search your garden for this luminous staircase.
Yet it remains elusive,
Like a dream slipping through your fingers.
Who was the face you had encountered?
What magic had guided you there?
And then,
One lazy evening some two weeks later,
You are sitting outside,
Captivated by the full moon's radiant beauty.
When your eyes adjust to her silvery light,
Do you see the star?
When your eyes adjust to her silvery light,
Do you begin to see her deeper essence,
The very spirit of the moon?
And it was then that you knew.
It was her,
The same warmth and familiarity that had embraced you atop the steps.
You touched your face,
A smile spreading within as you remembered that extraordinary moment.
With newfound confidence,
You realise that the magic is not just in the moonlight.
It is within you,
Asking to be uncovered,
To illuminate your path among the stars.
