Let yourself be loved in simple places.
A donkey love meditation.
Take a moment to arrive.
Just as you are.
Let your body soften in places beneath you.
The floor,
The chair,
The bed,
Or the earth holding a little more of your weight.
You do not need to hold everything on your own right now.
Just take a slow breath in.
And then gentle breath out.
Let the day begin to loosen its grip around your shoulder.
Let your jaw soften.
Let the space between your eyebrows smooth.
And let your hands rest.
With each breath,
Allow yourself to become more.
A little less busy inside.
There's nowhere else you need to be at this moment.
There's nothing to fix.
There's nothing to prove.
Nothing to become before you are allowed to receive love.
Just his breath.
His body.
This quiet?
Be kidding.
In this calm.
Relaxing space.
We gently create a sacred circle around us.
And just take a moment to find your place,
To start creating this circle.
We start in the east.
We call an eagle.
Our guardian of clear seeing and new beginnings.
May Eagle help you see the love.
That is already near.
Return to the south.
We call him Jaguar.
Guardian of courage and transformation.
May Jaguar help you soften without fear.
We turn to the west and we call in Wales.
Keeper of ancient feeling and deep remembering.
May wilt hold the tenderness you have carried for so long.
In the North.
We call it an wolf.
Guardian of belonging and loyal companionship.
May Wolf remind you that you do not have to walk alone.
Above you we call in Dragon,
Guardian of light,
Protection and sacred strength.
And below you we call in Serpent,
Ancient,
One of the Earth,
Healing and Renewal.
And in the center of this circle,
We invite the gentle,
Wise,
Humble presence of donkey.
Being in this safe space,
In this sacred circle.
Being supported and grounded.
And being invited to the calm.
I invite you,
In your mind's eye,
To see a quiet field before you.
The light is soft.
Perhaps it's morning,
Perhaps it's late afternoon,
When the world begins to glow in gold.
There is grass beneath your feet.
A wooden fence nearby.
Wildflowers.
Growing in places no one planned.
Something here is trying too hard.
Everything belongs because it is alive.
And in this field.
You see a donkey.
Soft eyes.
Long ears,
A steady body.
A heart that feels much larger.
Than the body carrying it.
This donkey does not rush towards you.
And yet there is no distance in love.
He sees you.
Not the version of you who has everything together.
Not the polished version,
Not the brave face.
He sees the real you.
The one who has tried,
The one who has cared,
The one who has carried more than others know.
The one who still belongs to be loved in a simple,
Honest way.
And as this donkey comes closer,
You may sense his message before you hear it.
Just love me.
Just love me.
And perhaps beneath that other message rises as well.
Let yourself be loved too.
Let yourself be loved without making it complicated.
Let yourself be loved with the warmth of the sun on your face.
Let yourself be loved by the quiet breath of an animal nearby.
Let yourself be loved by a cup of tea in your hands.
By a blanket around your shoulder.
By the friend who remembers to ask how you are.
By the birds singing outside your window.
By the Earth that keeps holding you.
Even when you forget to notice.
Let yourself be loved in simple places.
The Donkey Kong's closed now.
Perhaps he lowers his head.
Perhaps he leans gently into you.
Perhaps he rests his soft nozzle near your hand,
Your heart or your lap.
There is no demand in him.
Only presence.
And may you place a hand in your imagination on his neck or shoulder.
And feel the warmth beneath your palms.
Feel the steadiness of his body.
Feel the quiet patience of being.
Here with him.
Being understood.
Healing can take time.
And as you breathe together,
Just repeat this inwardly.
I do not need to be perfect to be loved.
I do not need to be fully healed to receive love.
I can be tender and still worthy.
I can be learning and still be held.
I can be tired and still be precious.
And let those words move gently through your body.
Not as something you must force yourself to believe,
But as a seed placed softly into good soil.
The donkey knows about simple love.
The kind of love that comes through a nozzle.
A quiet standing beside you.
A patient gaze.
A small sound of recognition.
A body that says.
I am here with you.
He does not ask you to explain every way your heart became guarded.
He does not need a full story before he offers warmth.
And made his power be part of his medicine.
Love doesn't always arrive as a grand rescue.
Sometimes it arrives as a small creature leaning into your hand.
Sometimes it arrives as laughter when you did not expect joy.
Sometimes it arrives as someone saying,
I love you.
And staying near while breathing.
You go and do the hard things.
Sometimes it arrives as a donkey with two little initials and a heart.
Too large to name.
Which is pretty thin,
Gently.
And breathe out.
Allow yourself to feel the donkey's energy now.
Steady.
Patient.
Kind.
Little playful.
Deeply honest.
He reminds you that joy can be humble.
Joy can be muddy feet.
Joy can come through chores,
Routine,
Care,
And ordinary moments.
In a don't fit.
Offers you a small gift.
Perhaps a strand of golden light?
Perhaps a warm breath.
Perhaps it is a feeling of being chosen,
In the simplest ways.
Receive it into your heart.
You do not have to earn this,
You just receive.
And just repeat quietly.
I let love reach me in simple ways.
I notice the tenderness already there.
I allow small moments to soften me.
I am allowed to receive care.
I am allowed to be someone's joy.
I am allowed to the lawn.
Feel the donkey standing with you.
Feel how he asks for love so honestly.
Just love me.
No performance,
No shame,
No apology.
I feel how healing that is.
Just ask for love without hiding.
To receive love without shrinking.
To offer love without needing to control what comes back.
You may imagine the donkey gently resting his head against your heart.
And your heart does not need to open at once,
It can open like a gate that has been stiff for a long time.
And it opens up a little,
A little more.
And if there is sadness there.
Let it be met with kindness.
If there is a long in there.
Let it be met with warmth.
If there's fear.
Better be met with patience.
You don't need to push anything away.
The donkey simply stays.
This wisdom is not loud.
It says,
Stay close to.
What is kind?
Let ordinary love count.
Do not dismiss.
The small blessings.
Do not wait for life to be perfect before you let joy touch you.
And just take a breath in.
And as you breathe out,
Let your body soften into this truth.
Love is already looking at places to enter.
Maybe through an animal,
Maybe through nature.
Maybe through silence and maybe through your own hands resting on your heart.
And place one hand on your heart if that feels comfortable.
And imagine your heart and hand carries the simple love.
From the donkey.
Warren.
Steady.
Uncomplicated.
And say quietly to yourself.
I'm here.
I'm listening.
I'm learning to receive.
I let myself be loved in simple places.
And now just see the field around you becoming brighter.
In Brighton.
And then slowly.
You're taking a moment to think,
Don't you?
Thank him for the reminder that love does not need to be dramatic to be real.
Thank him for the patience that teaches slowly.
And thank him for the joy that arrives with soft eyes and steady feet.
And just listen for any final messages he has for you.
Perhaps it's a word,
A feeling.
An image.
A quiet knowing.
Let it become simple.
Let the big donkey.
.
.
Medicine.
Just arrive.
And feel his gift.
He slowly begins to step back into the field.
But the medicine stays.
The soft nudge towards life,
The steady warmth.
The invitation to let love be easier.
The sacred circle slowly dissolved,
But the wisdom stays with you always.
And the guardians support you.
Always.
You only have to ask.
Begin to feel your body again.
Your body rests resting.
The breath is moving in and out.
Connect with the room around you and the sound nearby.
Feel your feet,
Your hands,
Your heart.
And gently bring this wisdom with you.
You do not need to chase love in faraway places.
You can begin here.
In the breath.
In the body.
In the quiet.
In the animals who love you,
In the earth beneath you.
In the small moment that asks nothing from you except to notice.
Let yourself be loved in simple places.
Take a deep breath in.
And a soft breath out.
When you're ready,
Wrinkle your fingers and toes.
Let your eyes open gently.
We'll keep them close a little longer.
And slowly come back.
Come back kindly.
I made a love of donkey walk with you today.
Steady.
Patient.
Humble.
And full of joy.
Welcome back.
And welcome home.
