Welcome.
Find a comfortable position.
And allow your body to be fully supported.
Gently close your eyes.
And take a slow,
Deep breath in through your nose.
And slowly.
Breathe out through your mouth.
Again?
Breathing in calm.
Breathing out anything.
Adding.
One more deep breath.
And as you exhale,
Allow your shoulders to soften.
Your jaw to relax.
Your hands to rest easily.
There is nowhere else you need to be.
Nothing you need to do.
This is your time.
Bring your awareness to your breathing.
Without changing it.
Simply notice it.
Each breath.
Arriving naturally.
And each breath.
Leaving Nature.
Like the gentle rhythm of the sea.
With every exhale.
Feel yourself becoming heavier.
More grounded.
More present.
And imagine roots beginning to grow from the soles of your feet.
They reach deep into the air.
Passing through the soil.
Into ancient rock.
Connecting you with the steady heartbeat of Mother Earth.
She welcomes you.
She supports you.
She reminds you.
You belong here.
Now imagine yourself.
Walking along a peaceful country path.
On a warm August evening.
Air carries the scent of wildflowers.
Freshly cut green.
And soft summer herbs.
Golden fields stretch out as far as the eye can see.
This is Lamas.
The First Harvest Earth has spent months nurturing every seed.
Now she pauses to celebrate.
As you walk through the field.
Notice the golden wheat swaying in the breeze.
Each head of grain represents something you have grown this year.
Perhaps it's courage.
Patience.
Compassion.
Strength.
Forgiveness.
Take a few quiet moments now to notice your own heart.
What has your soul cultivated?
Without judgement.
Simply observe.
Ahead stands an ancient oak tree.
Strong.
Wise.
Its branches stretch towards the heavens.
You walk towards it and rest your hand upon its bark.
Feel it steady.
Strength.
Its quiet confidence.
And the tree whispers.
Everything grows.
In its own perfect season.
As twilight begins to fall.
The sky slowly darkens.
And you notice the sun beginning to soften.
A new moon has arrived.
Accompanied by a solar eclipse.
The light changes,
Not with fear.
But with wonder.
This sacred darkness is not an ending.
It's a pause.
A space between what has been and what is becoming.
Allow yourself to rest in this beautiful stillness.
Nothing needs fixing.
Nothing needs forcing.
Simply.
Now imagine a warm golden light beginning to glow within your heart.
It starts as the smallest spark.
Gentle.
Quiet.
But alive.
With every breath.
The spark becomes brighter.
Warm.
Larger.
This is your inner light.
You're a thunt or thent.
You that has always known who you are.
Apart and touched by fear.
Don't.
Or by other people's expectations.
Simply rest with this light and feel its warmth.
It's kindness.
It's wisdom.
Silently repeat after me.
I am enough.
I honour how far I have come.
I celebrate.
Every lesson.
I trust the seasons of my life.
I release the need to hide my light.
I will come.
New beginnings.
I choose courage over fear.
Choose love over doubt.
I allow my heart to lead.
Allow these words to become part of you.
Of you.
The golden light within your heart.
Now begins to expand.
It fills your chest.
Your shoulders.
Your arms.
Your hands.
It flows through your heart.
Into your stomach.
Your hips.
Your legs.
Your feet.
Soon,
Your entire body is surrounded by beautiful,
Golden light.
This light carries confidence.
Joy.
Creativity.
Compassion.
And purpose.
It reminds you that you are already here.
Possessing everything you need.
For the next chapter of your journey.
In front of you now appears a beautiful basket.
Woven from willow.
This is your llama's basket.
Inside are all the gifts you have gathered through your life.
Every challenge you've overcome.
Every lesson you've learned.
Every act of kindness.
In every moment.
You chose all.
Instead of fear.
Look inside the basket.
And notice what is there.
What appears to you.
Is it symbols?
Is it color?
Perhaps words.
Trust whatever comes.
These gifts belong to you.
And no one can take them away.
Now beside the basket is a single golden seed.
This seed represents the future.
Gently pick up.
Hold in your hands.
And ask yourself.
What intention am I implanting beneath this new mood?
Don't search for an answer,
Simply allow one to arise naturally.
It might be a feeling.
A word.
Dream.
A new beginning.
When you're ready.
Plant the seed gently into the rich earth.
Cover it with low.
And know that you do not need to make it grow.
Because life already knows how.
Your only task is to nurture it.
One small step at a time.
I above you.
The eclipse slowly begins to pass.
The sunlight gently returns.
You feel warmer.
Brighter.
More radiant than before.
Its light falls upon the field.
Upon the oak tree.
And upon the seed you've planted.
And finally.
.
.
Upon you.
You realise something beautiful.
The light surrounding you is not coming from the sun.
It's shining from within you.
It always has.
Take a long,
Slow breath in.
And silently repeat.
Trust my path.
Another gentle breath.
I honor my life.
One final breath.
I step forward with courage.
Joy.
And love.
Begin bringing your awareness back to your body.
Notice your breathing.
Notice the chair or the bed supporting you.
Gently wiggle your fingers and your toes and roll your shoulders.
Take one final deep breath.
As you exhale.
Carry this golden light with you into the days ahead.
When you're ready.
Gently open your eyes.
May your harvest bring gratitude.
May your new beginnings bring hope.
May you always remember.
The brightest light ever formed.
Is the one that shines from within your own heart.
That's me.
All done.
