Snuggle in and get as comfy as you can tonight with this guided sleep meditation with rain that will bring you the chance to soothe things that may have brought you discomfort.
You are listening to The Clean Break,
A cord-cutting practice.
Allow the sounds of falling rain to wash you clean.
Let this gentle journey help you loosen ties that no longer feel aligned.
Whether you seek to heal from a breakup or the end of a friendship,
Detach from toxic energy,
Find space from family members,
Or simply start anew,
Then you have arrived at the right place.
You are in a safe sanctuary now,
A special spot where you may reclaim your life and your story and envision the next chapter to come.
Before you fall into a deep healing sleep,
We are going to walk through the process of severing the energetic ties that have been draining you as your mind settles and you settle in your beautiful essence.
The waves of sleep may gently arrive.
Your heart will feel steady and full.
Your energy will flow back in your own cup and you may find profound peace that reverberates through the night and the days to come.
Settle into the sanctuary of your own making.
It's time to dream away.
Welcome to Michelle's Meditation Sanctuary.
I am Michelle and I am here as your supportive ally.
I want you to settle in and listen to my voice as though I'm a long-time friend or a beloved family member who always advocates for your best interests.
Even when relationships and challenges may cloud your judgment and make life feel a little murky,
I'm here to help you find the clarity and space you deserve.
I often sit with my nieces and tell them the same thing I offer you tonight.
Always pour your love into those who fill your cup.
It sounds so simple,
But I know how easy it can be to forget.
The bigger one's heart,
The easier it is to allow empathy for others to cause a shift away from the empathy you give yourself.
Throughout this life,
You get to be your own best friend.
You may enjoy a life of being your own soulmate.
There have been times in my own life where I poured everything I had into someone else,
Holding on to things that were no longer mine to hold.
I would try to fix the unfixable,
Thinking if I gave just a little bit more,
I could change the ending.
But we don't hear this enough.
Sometimes the end of a relationship is a success.
It isn't the failure we were taught it was.
Success is choosing yourself.
Success is being loyal to your own peace.
Perhaps you are struggling with letting go,
Still feeling tethered to a certain person.
But if you are here,
Trust that you are ready to let go.
You have arrived with this intention and may trust yourself infinitely.
Customize as we proceed,
So this journey unfolds like a lucid dream.
The ancient healing power of cutting cords is shared across many traditions.
The idea is that when we love,
Care for,
Or deeply experience someone,
Delicate threads of energy form between us,
Almost like fine strands of silver light,
Barely visible,
Gently sway in the unseen spaces around the heart.
Through these threads,
Feelings exchange.
Energy is shared.
When the connection is mutual and steady,
Those strands can feel warm and supportive.
But sometimes,
Over time,
They begin to feel heavy,
Tangled,
Or draining.
As you kindly shift the focus on yourself,
You may allow any threads that no longer feel nourishing to soften,
To loosen,
To grow lighter with every slow breath you take.
Just imagine your own love energy returning to you,
Elevating your spirit,
And grounding you in resilience.
What is meant to remain will remain with ease,
And what is ready to dissolve may gently fade,
Leaving you clearer,
Quieter,
More fully within yourself,
Softly returning to yourself.
You may enjoy the simple comfort of being contained in your own majestic light.
As you fill your own cup first tonight,
You're going to feel your healthy boundaries rising up around you,
Protecting you from past decisions and patterns.
This journey is your magical shift.
Sense the softness of this moment,
Inviting in space and gentleness.
All the tenderness and understanding you've saved for others now comes back to you.
You deserve to feel all the love you send out,
Coming back now in delicate yet abundant waves.
With every breath,
The night becomes softer,
Your mind becomes more open,
Your heart is on its healing path.
And in this place of safety and support,
It's time to gently explore your body.
It is your home.
There's no way to run away.
So let's make peace with what has been depriving you of peace.
Start to sense where you've been leaking your energy.
Your body is always doing its absolute best to keep you safe and alive.
But sometimes,
When we run on empty,
It starts to store stress in the very fibers of your being,
In the secret spaces between your joints,
In the quiet chambers of your heart.
It may start subtle,
And it may become intense the more you try to ignore it.
With deep appreciation for all the work yourselves,
Your neurons,
And your organs are doing,
Start to tune your attention to their needs.
Simply listen.
Focus now on a deep,
Slow scan of your physical form to find where that energy is still clinging.
Start with the feet.
Notice your toes,
The arches of the feet,
The heels,
And the soles.
Let any gripping or tension simply melt away.
Feel the feet become heavy and warm,
As if they are sinking into the warm,
Damp sand at the edge of a quiet ocean.
Move up to the ankles and the calves.
This is where the weight of walking on eggshells is carried.
The constant tension of trying to anticipate someone else's mood,
Or trying to change yourself in any way to please someone else.
Imagine a cooling balm smoothing over the fibers of the muscles and twisting the knots of hypervigilance.
Let the bed take the full weight of the legs.
Move into the knees and the thighs.
These large muscles have carried the burden of moving forward when it felt impossible,
When your spirit was weary,
But your body kept going.
Let them sink an inch deeper into the mattress,
Finding a stillness they haven't known in some time,
As you thank them for their strength and carrying you through another day.
Bring attention to the hips and the lower back.
This is a deep well of emotion where the unspoken history of connections is stored.
The old stories,
Secrets,
The moments you bit your tongue.
Breathe into them without judgment,
Without criticism.
With every inhale,
Create space.
With every exhale,
Release the hold of your foundation.
Move into the stomach and the solar plexus.
This is your power center,
Your sun.
If you have been the fixer,
This area may feel exhausted,
Knotted,
Or dim.
Soften the walls of the stomach.
Let the breath move all the way down,
Stoking that internal fire.
There is no longer a responsibility to fix what does not want to be fixed.
That job is finished and the resignation is a final and perhaps unexpected reward for you.
Move up into the chest,
The ribcage,
And the heart of space.
Notice if it feels brittle,
Worn out,
Or compressed.
This is where love was poured into another vessel that couldn't hold it.
Leaving you feeling empty and gripping.
Visualize a warm golden light beginning to pool in the center of your chest.
This light is an ancient tonic,
Patching every crack,
Sealing every wound,
And making the heart solid and sovereign again.
Your heart is your heart and it belongs to you and it beats with a hopeful reminder that you are okay and you are doing so well.
Move the awareness to the shoulders and the neck.
This is where the weight of expectations has lived like a heavy invisible cloak.
The weight of others' needs,
Emotions,
Silence,
Or demands.
Let the shoulders fall away from your ears.
Feel the back of your neck soften against the pillow,
Supported and safe.
Travel down the arms,
Through the elbows,
And into the hands.
Feel the fingers uncurl.
There is nothing left to grasp.
The hands are finally empty,
Which means they are finally ready to hold your own cup.
Now move to the face.
Soften the jaw.
Release the tongue.
Smooth the skin on your forehead.
All those times you've wondered about the whys or what ifs is over.
Imagine a heavy velvet curtain closing over those thoughts.
No more need to rehearse what doesn't fit into your story of healing.
This play has come to its final performance.
Bring your focus now to the throat.
The delicate bridge between your heart and your head.
This is the place where so many words have been swallowed,
Kept down to keep the peace,
Are held back until they turned into a physical ache.
Feel the muscles of your neck and the base of your tongue.
Often,
When we silence ourselves,
This area becomes tight.
But imagine a cool pale blue light washing over your vocal cords.
Soothing the heat of all the things you never got to say.
As you breathe out,
Feel that constriction dissolve.
You are no longer required to carry the weight of an untold truth or the pressure of a defensive retort.
The air moves through you now with total ease.
Clear and uninterrupted because you are at peace with your own voice.
You know all you need to know and no longer need to revisit conversations that play in your mind.
Feel the freedom of never having to defend your needs to this person again.
Because now they are all heard by you and you are tending to them so wonderfully yourself.
And as you settle a little deeper,
Sense how different you feel now than when we first began.
A little softer.
A little more tired.
The canvas of your imagination is now ready to explore.
Visualize an endless meadow at twilight.
The sky is a rich gradient of deep indigo and amethyst.
And the air smells of lavender,
Wild dewy grass,
And incoming rain.
It is perfectly still,
A moment suspended in time before the first drops fall.
A few feet away stands the silhouette of the person or the situation that has been taking your energy.
Look at them through the eyes of someone who is finally choosing themselves.
There is a distance as you become the observer.
Between you,
Notice the connections.
They look like beautiful pearly silver strands,
Fluttering like iridescent strings in a light breeze.
They catch the moonlight,
Shimmering with a life that doesn't belong to them anymore.
Recently,
These strands have been the highways for your heartache.
But tonight,
They become your pathway to freedom.
Before the cords are cut,
Look at that silhouette and feel the words that set you free.
As you say to them,
Your absence brings me peace.
Feel the relief in those words.
This person does not even need to hear them.
Because you are the soul that matters most right now.
You've lived enough to know this very truth.
And the silence where their voice used to be is a beautiful,
Sacred sound.
A song of self-discovery.
You decide what tool you may wish to use to start this clean break.
Envision your cord-cutting tool in your hand.
Perhaps it's a pair of glistening silver scissors that are ornate and cool in your palm.
Or maybe a luminous icy blue light.
Or perhaps a lustrous obsidian stone carefully carved for your own protection.
Or maybe it's a reflective sword of truth.
A weighty symbol of the moment that you no longer will negotiate your peace.
This clean break begins,
Cord by cord.
Starting with the cord of the fixer.
Watch as you sever this iridescent string that made you feel responsible for this person's emotions,
Their choices,
Their challenges and their strife.
As it is cut,
The silver strand flutters for a moment before dissolving into tiny shimmering sparks that vanish into the air.
You are no longer a savior or a fixer or responsible for them.
You are now free.
Now watch the cord of the empty cup fall,
The fluttering strand where you poured love into everything but yourself.
The emotional void is redirected and you are brimming with appreciation for yourself.
This cord is untethered and dissolves instantly.
And you feel that energy rushing back into your own heart.
Revel in the beauty of this unlimited love and attention flowing effortlessly.
Sense how rich,
Vital,
And wonderful it feels.
It's now time to sever the cord of habits.
This will give way to new habits that center on healing you.
You are no longer untangled to unsupportive connections.
Watch the iridescent string float away and fade into nothingness.
Your daily rituals,
Your peace,
As you find space in your mind,
Now belong to new beginnings.
Now sever the cord of one last try.
The loop of thinking,
One more explanation,
One more perfect sentence will finally make them understand and change.
As the strand dissolves,
Feel a heavy weight lift from your chest.
Your silence is now your power.
Focus now on the cord of physical memory,
That subtle tether where the body has stored the echoes of another's presence.
As this connection is released,
Watch as the energy simply dissolves into the rich,
Cool earth,
Neutralized by the soft veil of rain that now falls.
Your skin feels suddenly new and clear,
As if a weight has been lifted from the very cells of your being.
Your body is your own kingdom again,
A private,
Sacred sanctuary where you are the only occupant,
Breathing in air that gives you strength.
Finally,
Sever the cord of the past version of you,
The one who accepted less than you deserved.
As this vinyl,
Silver strand dissolves,
Feel the beauty of your present life surround you,
Now so very full of energy.
Your heart opens to souls that match your energy with warmth and ease.
And that begins with you,
Right now.
And any remaining threats,
Known or unknown,
Begin to dissolve on their own.
Every sleepy breath helps your subconscious mind to tend to them,
So you may now drift in absolute safety.
The rain falls as gently as a mist that now rises from the solid ground.
The silhouette is fading into the silver fog,
Drifting further and further away,
Until it disappears completely into the horizon of things that no longer exist.
The more dense the fog becomes,
The more your own cup fills with a thick,
Shimmering gold,
Your acclaimed life force.
It fills the heart and the mind.
You are so full,
There is no room for anyone else's noise.
You feel softly and lovingly contained in your own light.
Healthy boundaries are rising around you,
Like a shimmering filter,
A fortress of light that only lets in peace and protects your self-loyalty.
You are safe.
You are contained.
And you repeat this motto as your eyes get heavy.
Your absence brings me peace.
Now let the meadow begin to blur at the edges,
Turning into a soft,
Hazy glow.
You are moving toward an illustrious bridge,
A pathway made of starlight and strands that spans the space between who you were and who you are becoming.
Each step across this bridge is a gentle drift,
A sway between the world of waking and the world of dreams.
Beneath you,
The waters of the past flow away in a quiet current,
Carrying the last remnants of the old story as the fresh rain cleans the verdant earth.
As you cross,
You find yourself approaching a door that opens into a space of pure and adulterated rest.
You encounter a room unlike any you've experienced before.
It's a new place for rest,
A bedroom designed exclusively for you in mind.
A cool breeze circulates the cozy yet lofty space,
Carrying the scent of fresh linen and your favorite pacifying aromas.
Just beyond the rain-streaked panes of ornate windows is the garden of renewal beyond the glass.
You find yourself near the window,
Your hands rest on the smooth wooden sill.
And as you look out into that garden,
See the silver-tipped leaves of the weeping willow sway in a tranquilizing dance.
The flowers glow with a soft,
Pulsing light,
Creating dreamy rainbows in the fat raindrops.
This garden is the living proof of your growth.
Watered by the love you now keep for yourself,
Jasmine vines climb the trellis.
They're white petals like fallen stars,
Casting a scent of calm over the night.
The sense of calm leads you to a bed created for you.
The perfect height and plushness to offer the support you need right now.
The cool sheets welcome you with a soft,
Nurturing caress.
This bed offers a chance to dream new dreams,
Where fantastic memories are formed.
As you sink into the sacred space,
You are suspended in a state of absolute grace,
Anchored by the peace in your chest.
On the nightstand,
A single candle flickers with a flame so steady it feels like a promise kept.
The shadows in the corners are soft and friendly,
Hugging the sweet edges of this new chapter.
Feel the air as it clears,
As you are lighter than you have been in some time.
As my voice gently fades into the night,
The sound of the rain soothes and cleanses you as you drift into your next beautiful chapter.
Loyalty to yourself brings you to a sweet,
Beautiful bridge between wakefulness and slumber.
So richly fulfilled with your own essence,
The night may continue to unfold with all you deserve and desire right now,
Slipping away,
Giving in to the gentle,
Persistent tug of sleep,
Finding love,
Finding peace.
