Welcome.
Settle into the surface beneath you.
Close your eyes,
Take a deep breath in through your nose,
And slowly let it out through your mouth.
Allow your body to settle with every breath.
With each exhale,
Drop your shoulders and release any tightness.
Imagine yourself standing at the edge of an ancient forest.
The veil between worlds is soft and thin.
The cool autumn air smells of crisp leaves,
Damp earth,
And pine.
High above,
The moon shines through the bare branches,
Illuminating a path that winds gently into the woods.
Take your first step onto the trail.
Feel the dry leaves rustling under your feet,
Anchoring you to the earth.
The silver moonlight washes over the trail,
Showing you the way forward.
With every step,
The crisp night air grounds you,
Filling your heart with reverence and gratitude.
As you follow the winding trail,
The trees open up into a vast,
Peaceful clearing surrounded by ancient oaks and pines.
In the center of the clearing,
A warm fire burns softly.
Its golden embers send bright sparks up into the quiet night sky.
Above the clearing,
The moon rests like a silver lantern,
Shining its luminous light down over the entire space.
As you step into the clearing,
You realize you are not alone.
Gathered around the edge of the fire,
The spirits of your ancestors stand ready to welcome you.
Those who came before you,
Those whose stories,
Strength,
And blood run through your veins.
Walk to the fire and take your place in the circle.
The air feels warm,
Welcoming,
And safe.
Feel the steady energy of your ancestors surrounding you,
Offering their unconditional support,
Warmth,
And ancient wisdom.
Look up at the moon,
Its soft silver light begins to stream down,
Bathing you and the entire gathering in a brilliant,
Powerful glow.
Feel that moonlight pouring into the top of your head,
Flowing gently through your chest,
Down your arms,
And into your roots deep in the earth.
You are linked to the sky above,
The earth below,
And the lineage that brought you here.
Take a moment to feel the presence of your ancestors.
You do not need specific names or faces.
Simply sense the long line of grandmothers,
Grandfathers,
And ancient ones standing with you,
Holding you,
Pouring their strength into you.
Help me,
Help me.
You In your heart,
Offer them your gratitude.
Thank them for their resilience,
Their strength,
And the gifts they pass down to you.
If there is a message,
A piece of guidance,
Or a feeling of comfort you are seeking tonight,
Open your heart to receive it now.
Rest in this silent,
Powerful exchange for a few moments.
Feel their love washing over you,
Reminding you that you are never walking alone.
Silatium,
Silatium When you feel complete,
Take a deep breath in.
Filling your lungs with the sacred autumn air.
Offer a quiet thank you to your ancestors,
The fire,
The forest,
And the moon,
For holding this sacred space.
Know that this connection lives within you always.
Gently step back from the circle and return to the path.
Walk back along the moonlit path through the woods,
Feeling grounded,
Supported,
And whole.
With every step,
You return closer to your physical body.
Carrying their strength back into your daily life.
Bring your focus back to your breathing.
Feel the surface beneath you.
Take a long,
Slow breath in,
And exhale completely.
When you feel ready,
Gently wiggle your fingers and toes and open your eyes.
