Find a comfortable position however your body wants to meet the ground today,
Whether that's sitting down,
Lying,
Any position where you feel like you can allow your body to soften.
And as you land,
Let your breath begin to slow and deepen.
Inhale gently,
Exhale fully.
Let yourself land,
Feel the support of the earth beneath you.
Ancient,
Steady and wise,
She knows you,
She holds you.
And breathe into your heart space now,
Let your breath create some space here.
And as you breathe,
A sacred doorway in your heart begins to open.
A doorway to remembrance.
With every breath golden light begins to swirl around you.
This is the light of Ra,
Of Source,
Of the eternal life force.
It doesn't come from outside you,
It awakens from within you.
You feel this light gathering soft and powerful inside you and in your energetic field all around you.
So notice how it feels as this golden light encircles you,
Envelops you from the inside out.
It's through this golden light that you call forth your ancient self,
Your higher self,
The one who remembers,
The one who transcends time and space,
The one who knows.
Who knows the codes,
The cycles,
The sacred purpose carried in her very bones.
You're not imagining,
You're returning.
Now see before you an onk,
Radiant,
Golden,
Glowing softly.
It pulses with the rhythm of life,
Like a heartbeat.
This is not just a symbol,
It is a key.
The onk holds the codes of eternal life.
Not life just in the physical sense,
But the continual spiral of soul evolution.
It is the union of opposites,
The circle of the feminine womb above,
Joined with the masculine pillar of life below.
Creation,
Conception,
Divinity embodied.
The onk is also a mirror,
A memory,
A map.
Watch now as the onk expands in size,
Growing larger and larger.
The circle becoming a shimmering doorway,
Inviting you in.
You step through and find that you're walking now across smooth,
Cool stone.
The air shifts,
It's fragrant with sacred oils.
With memory,
You are inside the temple.
Candles flicker here,
And symbols carved on the walls begin to glow faintly as you pass.
It's almost like the symbols respond to your very presence,
Because they know you.
You look ahead,
And you're met by a guide,
A priestess of the old way.
You look at her gaze,
Notice how she appears to you in your mind's eye,
What does she look like?
What is her energy like?
And she doesn't speak,
But simply places her hand over your heart space.
Feeling the pressure of her hand on your heart space,
It's like something unlocks within you.
And she removes her hand now,
And holds your hand and guides you to a circular chamber at the heart of the temple.
Here,
At the center,
Rests a great golden ankh upon an altar.
On the altar,
There are flowers,
And shells,
And stones,
Crystals,
Feathers,
Oils.
This is a sacred altar of remembrance.
You kneel at the altar,
And place your hands upon the ankh.
You feel its energy,
Transmitting golden light codes directly into your body,
Into your holy womb chakra,
Your breath,
Your voice.
There is a remembering.
The ankh does not provide mental teachings,
But soul codes.
Let these codes enter you.
Let them awaken what was hidden.
Let them restore you.
So,
Receiving the energy,
The sacred transmission and activation from the golden ankh,
Noticing what you experience,
What you feel,
What is shown to you here.
And you remove your hands from the ankh,
And it begins to dissolve into golden light,
Flowing from the altar directly into your heart space.
You are not separate from its power.
You are its living vessel.
The codes you've received today in this temple may not all be understood in words.
They will unfold in time through your body,
Your voice,
Your service.
And you carry the ankh now,
Not around your neck,
But within your heart and your energy field.
Where you go,
It goes.
Where you speak,
It echoes.
And when you serve from your heart,
It activates.
You are a living temple.
A carrier of ancient remembrance.
Breathe that truth in.
The priestess,
The temple,
The altar,
Fade into the ethers.
You become aware of your body in the place that you're sitting or lying.
Feel your breath,
Your heartbeat,
The ground beneath you.
And know this,
Something ancient has just been restored.
You carry the light of the ankh.
And you walk now as priestess,
As guardian,
As remembrance.
Take a final deep breath.
And when you feel ready,
Gently return.
Slowly opening your eyes.
Your heart full.
And so it is,
And so it is,
And so it is.
