So we begin.
Just being here.
Being here with yourself.
Sensing how your body feels.
Noticing any tension,
Bracing,
Holding.
And just allowing everything to be as it is.
Welcomed by this space.
Being present here with yourself.
With no agenda.
Letting agenda drop.
Knowing you are held and supported.
Safe for you to be and unwind.
And then the softening.
Happens naturally.
Like a sunset sweeping through the sky.
It just happens.
It's just who you are.
And from this natural gentle expansion you begin to notice Just notice.
Any distortions in your field.
Any bruises or gashes,
Woundings to your aura.
Anything that's tried to distort or has seemingly impacted who and what you are,
Really.
And you just allow everything to be smoothed away.
To be healed.
Melting,
Dissolving any projections,
Any hard objects,
Any stagnant energies.
Smoothing it all away.
You are the power,
The authority to do this.
Just because you say so.
Because it's what you want.
And so it happens.
You loving you gracefully.
You let all the stories drop.
Any imprints of shoulds.
Any imprints of you doing something wrong.
Any imprints of struggle,
Fixing,
Trying.
Any wavy imprints of overgiving.
Overpleasing.
You let it all drop.
Smoothing it all away.
And you call in the waters.
You call in the rain clearing your aura.
Back to you.
Clearing,
Melting,
Dissolving any cords,
Attachments So it's just you here.
And that's enough.
That's perfect.
Now.
You continue this clearing by allowing breath.
Any other's energies to return to them.
Let this be so easy,
Effortless,
Gentle command.
And you begin to replenish your own energy.
You sense as though all of your energy is being absorbed.
Floods back to you.
Immediately.
All power given to seeming out there.
Illusions of us.
It zaps back to you.
And you sense it swirling within you.
You returning to you.
Your own energy.
Can you sense its texture?
Your essence.
This good feeling.
For no reason.
Is you.
Let yourself feel and sense how good your own energy divinely feels.
Naturally feels.
Sense the tones of you.
The colours.
At your imagination.
Wonder.
Sensing flowers maybe running through your aura.
Whatever you like.
You sense gifts arriving from Venus.
Like a Venusian waterfall.
Running through you like a fragrant cloud descending.
Surrounding.
Full of your own beauty.
You are one of one.
Only you.
The pure magic of you.
Valuable just for being the pure magic of you.
Without any need for validation.
Steady.
Sure.
So contained and consumed in the cultivation of beauty.
Just being.
The gift of you in being you.
So you sense this flow through your aura.
You commanding such powerful energy.
You the magician.
Of subtle realms.
Effortless,
Powerful goddess mind.
Like a whisper.
I can exhale.
Like that sunset.
So powerful that you need only a delicate touch,
Like a finger gracing and tracing the waters.
Without force,
You let enjoyment.
Rise through you experience the enjoyment of being you.
And now as you bask in this sense of rest.
A sense of quiet.
In between dreaming and creating.
You let yourself taste your power.
Delight and rest.
In your own power.
If you have this invisible power.
Which you do.
What would you play with?
What would you dream?
What would you let happen instead of doing?
What would you receive and enjoy?
What sensations would run through this reality of you.
And what if that is all you need to do?
Allowing yourself to taste and touch upon your own power.
Rest and replenish.
It is done.
Now let the Goddess Mind sigh and smile and be.
Overarching beauty.
And harmony is all that remains.
Is all that is.
Is all that was.
