Find a quiet undisturbed space where you can maybe lie down or sit comfortably.
Create a sacred environment by dimming the lights.
I would invite you to light a candle or placing an object or an offering that symbolizes your connection to your ancestors.
This could be a photo,
An heirloom,
A natural item like a stone or a feather.
Begin by setting intention by placing your hands on your heart and womb space or belly,
If that feels better.
Take a deep breath,
Feeling your body relax with each exhale.
As we set the intention for this journey,
You can say with me or out loud,
I am here to honor my ancestors,
To release the burdens I no longer need to carry and to reclaim the wisdom and sovereignty of my lineage.
I am here to honor my ancestors,
To release the burdens I no longer need to carry and to reclaim the wisdom and sovereignty of my lineage.
Let us come back to the land and remembering our roots as we imagine these roots extending from our body into Mother Earth,
Anchoring you deep within her core.
Feel the weight of your bones connecting you to the ancient soil that holds the memories of all who have walked before you.
With each inhale,
Draw in grounding,
Supportive energy from the earth.
While each exhale,
Releasing tension and resistance,
Allowing to be in this moment.
And if it resonates to call in support,
A spirit guide or ancestral guardian to accompany you on this journey.
Invite the presence of ancestor who wish to support your healing and growth.
Calling in any animal spirits or divine energies of the highest light that you feel aligned with this work.
Now let us begin to enter the ancestral realm.
Here you will notice a shift in tone,
In speed and in music.
Honoring the tradition of a shamanic journey with drumming.
Deep breath in,
Exhale out.
Beyond the lens of the waking world,
There is a place hidden in the fabric of existence.
A land that whispered only to those who listen with the heart.
You find yourself standing at the mouth of an ancient forest.
Older than memory.
The air is thick with mist,
Heavy with the scent of rain soaked earth.
This is where your descent begins.
You're not afraid.
You have heard the call,
The low hum vibrating through your bones,
Asking you to come and release what no longer serves and belongs to you.
Beneath your feet,
The soil is dark and fertile,
Giving way with each step as an invitation to go deeper.
The path pulls you down further into the belly of the land.
The trees begin to arch their branches overhead,
Their limbs forming an archway like guardians watching,
Waiting.
Come,
They whisper in a language older than words.
You walk with reverence beneath your steady feet,
Your breath steady,
Your body being carried by unseen hands.
Each step drawing you closer to a truth you have long avoided,
The burdens that are not yours to carry.
As you descend,
The path opens to a vast cavern lit by the soft glow of an unseen flame.
At its center lies a river,
Dark and shimmering,
Flowing without beginning or end.
This is known as the river of release,
The waters that carry the weight of ancient stories,
Old wounds,
Forgotten pacts.
The air hums with voices of your ancestors,
Not in chaos but in deep recognition.
You are here for them,
You are here for yourself.
From the shadows,
A guide emerges,
A presence as old as the earth itself.
This may take form of an animal,
A wise elder,
Or even a shadow of yourself.
Trust what you see,
For this guide has been waiting for you.
The guide beckons you to kneel at the river bank.
You feel a weight press into your shoulders,
Into your chest.
This is the burden you carry,
The burden passed down through bloodline and bone,
Held in silence by generations before you.
This burden has taken many forms,
Felt throughout your lifetime.
Grief,
Shame,
Scarcity,
Betrayal.
Feel it now.
Let yourself see it.
Visualize this burden.
What does it look like?
Is it a stone,
A heavy cloak,
A shadow clinging to your back?
Let it reveal itself to you.
You hear a soft voice tell you it is time.
Your guide speaks to you and with deep reverence,
You hold this burden in your hands,
Feeling its weight.
For it came from those who survived before you.
Those who have walked through fire and famine,
Silence and sorrow.
It is not your fault.
It is not their fault.
It is simply time for it to be returned to the river.
As you close your eyes,
Knelt at the edge of this river still,
You take a slow and steady breath.
As you exhale,
You release the burden into the waters.
Watch as it slips beneath the surface.
The river ripples in size and takes a long,
Held breath on your behalf.
It begins to lift.
Your shoulders soften.
Your chest opens.
You are free.
Your guide places a gentle hand on your back,
Feeling the warmth spread through your bones as though sunlight has found you in a deep cavern.
The river remembers,
The guide whispers,
And now so do you.
Take a moment here,
Feeling the space where the burden once lived.
In its place is emptiness,
Not the emptiness of loss,
But the possibility of a fertile void.
As you breathe and feel,
The river begins to glow,
Reflecting your face back to you,
Radiant,
Unburdened,
As you have always been beneath this weight that you have let go.
The cavern begins to fade.
The river,
The shadows,
The voices,
And the guide,
Lovingly dissolving like morning mist,
Knowing that you are now complete.
Rise and begin your journey back.
Each step feels lighter,
As though the earth itself is carrying you.
The path ascends gently,
And the air grows clearer,
Fresher,
Alive.
Each soon you find yourself back at the mouth of the forest,
Standing once more at the edge of the waking world.
You turn and bow to the forest,
To the river,
And to the ancestors whose burdens you have released.
A soft breeze wraps around you,
A blessing from those who have walked before you.
You are free to live.
You are free to breathe.
You are free to be.
The solidity of your bones,
The support of them,
And the gentle rhythm of your breath.
Anchor this experience by placing your hands on your heart or womb once again.
Breathe into those beautiful hands that cradle your body.
Reflect on what arose,
What was released or shown to you,
What wisdom you received.
The invitation here is to light a candle or say a prayer in honor of your ancestors.
To continue this connection.
Stay in this restful integration energy for as long as you need.
Until you are ready to open your eyes.
