Close your eyes.
Take a slow breath in through your nose and let it out softly through your mouth.
Inhale deeply and exhale slowly.
Let the body grow heavy,
Let the mind grow light.
With each breath the outer world fades and the inner world awakens.
Before you shimmers a great veil of golden light,
It ripples like water yet hums with ancient energy.
Step through the veil and you are transported far back in time.
When your feet touch the ground,
You stand before a vast labyrinth of golden stone,
Its walls stretching high into the sky,
Carved with glowing runes.
It feels alive,
Waiting for you.
Take a breath of courage,
Step forward into the labyrinth.
The corridors twist and turn,
Your footsteps echo softly,
Torches flicker along the walls casting shadows that dance like spirits.
You arrive at the first challenge,
A heavy stone door sealed shut.
Across its surface glows the first riddle.
I am not seen yet I bring sight,
I do not speak yet I bring insight,
What am I?
You pause,
Listening inward,
And then you whisper,
Imagination.
The door glows bright and slowly creaks open,
You continue deeper into the maze.
But then,
Far off in the echoing corridors you hear a sound.
A deep breath,
A heavy step,
The ground trembles softly.
A shadow passes across the wall,
Horned and towering,
The Minotaur.
The guardian of this ancient labyrinth.
Your heart races,
You don't know if he comes as a hunter or a mentor.
You continue forward,
But the sound of hooves follows.
The passage splits and you come to a chasm,
A wide gap in the floor,
Too far to jump.
On the other side,
The corridor continues.
Symbols glow faintly in the air,
Forming a new riddle.
The more you take from me,
The bigger I become,
What am I?
You breathe and answer,
A hole.
Immediately,
A bridge of light stretches across.
You step carefully over,
While the echo of hooves draws closer behind.
The path winds again and you reach a carved archway.
Above it,
Glows another riddle.
The more you share me,
The more I grow.
Hold me tight,
And I wither.
What am I?
You smile softly and whisper,
Love.
The archway shimmers and opens,
Welcoming you through.
But as you step inside,
The chamber begins to shift.
Mirrors rise around you,
Tall as the walls themselves.
Each mirror shows a version of you.
Young,
Old,
Joyful,
In fear,
In strength,
And in doubt.
To move forward,
You must choose the hardest reflection to face.
Take your time.
Look closely.
Step toward it.
When you finally place your hand upon the glass,
The mirror dissolves into light,
And the chamber opens once again.
But the Minotaur is here now.
He emerges from the shadows.
Towering,
Eyes glowing with fire.
Your body tenses,
Ready to flee.
But then he bows his head.
His voice,
Deep and resonant,
Fills the air.
Do not fear me.
I am not here to harm you.
I am the challenge that awakens your courage.
The pressure that makes you grow.
Without me,
The labyrinth has no meaning.
You realize now.
The one you feared is also your guide.
The Minotaur nods gently.
Come,
He says.
There is still wisdom to be found.
Together,
You walk deeper.
Soon you arrive at a fountain springing from the wall.
Its waters glowing like liquid crystal.
A riddle ripples across its surface.
I am always moving,
Yet never run.
I am always present,
Yet never stay.
What am I?
You close your eyes,
Listening.
An answer.
Time.
The fountain glows and the passage ahead reveals itself.
At last,
You reach the heart of the labyrinth.
A great open chamber beneath a sky of stars.
In its center rests a chest of gold,
Overflowing endlessly.
Coins tumble like a waterfall,
Yet the chest never empties.
You step closer.
The Minotaur bows once more.
This is your treasure.
Not just gold,
But the endless wealth of your own spirit.
Imagination.
Love.
Time.
These are treasures greater than any coin.
Carry them home,
And you will never walk empty-handed.
You place your hands upon the chest.
A surge of warmth fills you.
Golden light rushing into your heart.
You realize this treasure is already within you.
Wisdom.
Abundance.
Love.
An endless wealth that cannot be taken.
The labyrinth dissolves into mist.
The Minotaur fades,
Leaving only his words.
Remember,
What chases you may actually be guiding you.
What blocks you may be shaping you.
And what seems like a treasure outside is already overflowing within.
Now,
Gently return.
Step back through the veil of golden light,
And back into your own safe space.
Feel the ground beneath you.
Feel the breath moving through you.
The treasure remains with you,
Carried deep in your heart.
You are home.
Safe.
Wise.
And endlessly abundant.
