Welcome,
Beautiful soul.
Take a moment to settle yourself into a comfortable space,
Somewhere you feel safe,
Supported and undisturbed.
Allow your body to soften,
Let your shoulders drop,
Unclench your jaw and gently close your eyes if that feels right for you.
And begin by taking a slow,
Steady breath.
And then a long,
Slow breath out.
Again,
Breathing in and releasing.
And let each breath bring you deeper into this moment,
Deeper into yourself.
And today you are invited into a sacred journey,
A pilgrimage not across distance,
But through presence,
Through earth,
Through the elements,
Through your own inner landscape.
And into the quiet but expansive space of spirit.
And in your hands you may be holding your mala,
Each bead a marker,
A moment,
A sacred step along the path.
And if you don't have a mala,
That's perfectly okay.
You can simply follow the rhythm of your breath,
Allowing each word to guide you gently forward.
There is nowhere you need to go,
Nothing you need to achieve.
This is not about doing.
This is about allowing.
And as we move through each bead,
Each breath,
Each space,
Trust whatever arrives within you,
Sensations,
Emotions,
Images,
Or perhaps simply stillness.
Everything is welcome here.
This is your journey,
Your rhythm,
Your sacred unfolding.
And so when you feel ready,
We will begin our sacred pilgrimage through earth,
Soul,
And spirit.
Move to your first bead now.
I arrive here now in sacred presence.
Onto your second bead.
I soften into this moment with breath.
Onto your third bead.
I open myself to the journey ahead.
And just move through each bead by bead with each statement.
I walk into a mountain kissed by dawn.
I step into an ancient forest grove.
I listen to a sacred river bending through stone.
I rest in a desert under starlight.
I stand upon a windswept swept cliff.
I dissolve into a waterfall of mist.
I remember the wisdom of standing stones.
I descend into volcanic earth.
I enter moss covered ruins of time.
I breathe with a glaciers silence.
I lie in a sun warmed meadow.
I listen to a canyons echoes.
I rest in a crystal cave.
I touch the tide of a coastal pool.
I arrive on a sacred island.
I walk through jungle temples of green.
I rest in wildflower fields.
I face storm lashed shores.
I walk red desert paths.
I descend into highland valleys.
I drink from sacred springs.
I sit beneath a moonlit beach.
I rest upon frozen lakes.
I breathe within bamboo forests.
I witness rivers merging as one.
I stand upon sunset hills.
I gather around sacred fire circles.
I honor ancient resting grounds.
I enter hidden valleys.
I feel lightning in the air.
I touch sacred wells.
I rest beneath ancient oaks.
I walk through snow laden forests.
I soak in healing hot springs.
I hear the gathering of birds.
I enter a cave of perfect stillness.
I become wind moving through all things.
I become flame that transforms.
I become water that remembers.
I become earth that holds.
I am thunder rolling through the sky.
I am fog softening all the edges.
I am rain cleansing what was.
I am frost preserving truth.
I am sunlight revealing all.
I am shadow that protects.
I am tide returning home.
I am root holding deep.
I am spark of beginning.
I am echo of ancient voices.
I am still air beneath and between breaths.
I am storm breaking and remaking.
I am ember glowing within.
I am fertile soil of becoming.
I am drifting cloud of change.
I am ice holding sacred memory.
I am molten earth in motion.
I am sacred smoke rising.
I am starlight remembering itself.
I am horizon between worlds.
I meet my first memory.
I hold my grief with tenderness.
I allow healing to breathe through me.
I forgive what is heavy.
I meet the dream I once lost.
I rekindle what still lives in me.
I embrace my inner child.
I stand in strong courage.
I speak my truth.
I honour my longing.
I rest in deep inner stillness.
I feel myself reborn.
I surrender what I cannot carry.
I allow joy to return.
I reclaim hidden strength.
I rebuild self-trust.
I release what no longer fits.
I remember belonging.
I transform what once hurt.
I see clarity within me.
I listen to intuition.
I hear my own voice clearly.
I witness my own path.
I feel my soul's calling.
I step into the gateway of stars.
I enter the temple of the moon.
I stand within the temple of the sun.
I sit with my ancestral lineage.
I meet my guiding spirits.
I enter the realm of dreams.
I open the Akashic Library of Memory.
I pass through the veil between worlds.
I rest in sacred silence.
I hear the language of sacred sound.
I witness the realm of archetypes.
I remember past and future lives.
I feel the heart of the universe.
I rest in divine love.
I honor sacred union within all things.
I remember cosmic connection.
I feel the threads of soul contracts.
I receive spirit messages.
I dissolve into timelessness.
I move beyond fear into presence.
And I return home into my heart.
Now bring your hands or your mala to your heart space.
And take a breath here.
Beautifully,
Slowly.
And you are the journey and the traveler.
You are earth and sky and spirit.
You are all that has passed through and all that is yet to come.
So return now.
Whole,
Soft and held.
I return now home.