Let your body become still.
As if you are a pond.
The end of a long day.
Calm.
Undisturbed.
Reflecting the sky above.
Feel the quiet rhythm of your breath.
Like the slow lapping of water against the shore.
With each exhale imagine the surface of your mind smoothing out.
Ripples fading into stillness.
You are standing on a quiet hill.
Under a moon so full and bright,
It seems to hum with light.
The air is cool and carries the scent of night blooming flowers and damp earth.
This is not an ordinary hill.
It is the hill of your own soul.
A place where the moonlight gathers,
To illuminate the world.
But to reveal the truth of who you are.
Before you stretches a vast silver lake.
Its surface is so still that it does not look like water at all.
But like a mirror made of moonlight.
And in this mirror,
You do not see your reflection as you usually do.
Not the face in the mirror,
Not the body,
Not the clothes or the hair.
Instead you see the truth of your heart.
A being of quiet strength,
Of resilience,
Of unshakable worth.
You take a step closer and the lake does not ripple.
It simply waits for you.
You kneel down,
And your reflection does not mimic you.
It smiles at you.
It reaches out,
Not with hands.
But with warmth.
With acceptance.
With love.
This is not a reflection of your appearance.
This is a reflection of your soul.
You begin to feel that the moonlight is speaking with you.
Not in words,
But in feelings.
And those feelings tell you that you are enough.
You are whole.
You are loved.
You begin to feel these words settle into your heart like a promise.
Because they're not hollow and they're not empty praise.
They are the truth.
The moonlight begins to flow into you.
And your light begins to flow into the lake.
You are becoming one with it.
One with the stillness of the night.
One with the quiet,
Steady rhythm of the moon.
You feel the coolness of the moonlight against your skin.
And the warmth of your own light within you.
You're also aware of the rhythm of your breath,
Steady and sure.
You really begin to feel that you are not alone in this moment.
You are held by the love of your own soul.
You are loved by the essence of who you are.
The moonlight begins to rock you gently.
As if you were a child being lulled to sleep.
And the stillness of the lake blends with the rhythm of your heartbeat.
And as well as all of this,
The moonlight pulses around you,
Steady and bright.
Breathe deeply.
Feel the rhythm of your breath.
And the rhythm of your heart.
And the rhythm of the moonlight,
Steady and pure.
You are safe.
You are love.
You are home.
And as you begin to drift deeper into the night.
Carry this sense of pure self love with you.
Let it be your anchor,
Your comfort.
And your constant reminder that you are enough.
And when you wait.
You will carry this light with you.
Not as something new.
But I something remembered.
So goodnight.
You can sleep deeply because you are loved.
