The Ancestral Tree: I Am Held

This guided meditation is grounded in the belief that we are supported by our ancestors. It can be used in times of grief, loneliness, or when feeling the need to connect to something greater than yourself. May this meditation bring you comfort and ease.

Music by Viacheslav Starostin.

Transcript

Peace and abundance.

Begin by finding a quiet,

Comfortable space.

You may close your eyes if it feels safe,

Breathing deeply and gently,

Inhaling through your nose,

And feeling the air travel gently into your body.

And as you exhale,

Through your mouth,

Letting any tension melt away,

Down into the earth.

Imagine you are walking,

Slowly,

Through a lush,

Green forest.

The light is golden,

Soft,

And warm as it dances through the leaves above you.

You are barefoot,

Each step connecting you to the sacredness of Mother Earth.

You feel held.

Up ahead,

You see a giant tree,

So wide and tall,

It seems to touch both the sky and the core of the planet.

This is the ancestral tree,

Ancient and alive,

Pulsing with memory,

Wisdom,

And love.

You slowly approach this ancient tree.

You sit at its base,

Allowing your spine to rest against the bark.

You feel the strength of the tree supporting your back.

You are grounded,

Protected,

And completely safe.

Now,

One by one,

They appear,

Your ancestors,

Glowing with a soft,

Golden light.

They step forward from between the trees.

Some you recognize,

Others are unfamiliar,

But their energy is deeply familiar.

Your ancestors form a circle around you,

Silent and steady,

Their eyes full of knowing.

They do not speak.

They simply see you.

They have always seen you.

They surround you,

Not to fix you,

But to remind you.

You are loved.

You are never alone.

You carry a sacred legacy in your bones.

You are doing beautifully.

Rest here.

Breathe here.

Receive here.

You sit in stillness with them,

Your breath rising and falling in rhythm with the wind of the leaves.

Allow yourself to feel held.

When you are ready,

Gently thank your ancestors,

Thank the tree.

Begin to rise,

Slowly carrying this rooted peace with you.

Walk back through the forest,

Returning to the room,

Bringing with you the calm,

The knowing,

The sacred memory.

I am grounded in love.

I am never alone.

Inhaling love.

Exhaling what no longer is yours to carry.

Peace and abundance.