Welcome.
Take a calm breath in through your nose and then release it slowly through the mouth.
So let your shoulders soften now and let your jaw relax.
Allow the breath to smooth itself into an easy rhythm.
In this meditation,
You'll step beyond the version of yourself that no longer fits.
You'll meet the gentle flame of renewal,
And not to destroy,
But to cleanse.
Every ember of this practice is awareness itself.
You're not here to fight the past.
You're here to warm the new beginning waiting beneath it.
So just pause again.
Notice the quiet between each inhale and exhale.
That stillness is a doorway.
And as you listen,
Imagine each word as a breeze fanning a small inner fire that knows exactly how to transform what's ready to change.
So now visualize yourself standing in a vast open field just before dusk.
The horizon glows in a deep copper light.
The air carries a calm weight.
And somewhere ahead,
A circle of smooth stones marks the center of the field.
And you walk toward it with bare feet.
The ground is cool.
The scent of rain lingers.
And within that circle waits a small steady fire.
It's golden,
Alive,
But not wild.
It welcomes you.
This is the flame of stories.
The memory of transformation present in every soul.
And around your neck,
Imagine a soft thread of light.
And hanging from it is a small scroll.
The story of who you've been until now.
So feel its gentle weight on your chest.
It holds memories,
Roles,
Expectations and patterns you've repeated simply because they were familiar.
And you don't need to read the scroll.
You already know every word by heart.
So hold the scroll between your palms.
And then whisper quietly.
Thank you for everything you've taught me.
And a pulse of warmth answers you.
The story acknowledges the end of its duty.
Now you step even closer to the fire.
Hear the low hum within it.
Not crackling.
Not fierce.
Just steady.
And when you're ready,
Lift the scroll toward the light.
Feel the thread loosen.
Allow it to slide from your neck and hover above the flame.
And as it meets the warmth,
It doesn't burn fast.
It glows.
Symbols fading like stars before dawn.
And with each fading mark,
Sense a part of yourself growing lighter.
All judgments dissolve.
Past mistakes exhale into light.
And every label you've carried turns to smoke that drifts harmlessly upward.
It returns to pure energy.
And now your hands are open and they're weightless.
So notice how quiet the body feels now without the scroll.
The emptiness isn't loss.
It's room.
Room for truth.
Creativity.
Love or even silence.
So let a slow breath rise from the belly to the heart.
And on the exhale,
Whisper inwardly,
I.
From the heart of the flame,
A single spark drifts upwards towards you.
It rests in the center of your chest.
It's not hot and not heavy.
Just luminous.
The spark becomes your inner sun.
It carries warmth without noise and direction without demand.
So let it spread through your ribs,
Your shoulders and then down your arms.
Let it flow behind the eyes,
Clearing a thought.
Let it glide down the spine into the legs.
Steady as molten gold.
Every breath fans this brightness gently outward.
The fire outside fades and the fire within remains.
So look once more around the field.
Night has arrived.
It feels welcoming.
The ground is firm and the air tastes clear.
The old circle of stones now glows faintly.
Not from flame,
But from you.
You've burned nothing you needed.
You've only revealed what was hidden beneath the soot of memory.
Pure awareness.
So stay in the afterglow.
Feel the breath move like wind over calm embers.
Now return your attention to the breath.
Inhale through the nose and then exhale softly through the mouth.
Let the glow in the chest settle into a quiet pulse.
And then remind yourself gently,
I release what no longer serves me.
I honor what remains.
I walk forward light and clear.
So when you're ready now,
Bring gentle motion to your fingers and thumbs.
And then open your eyes now.
The room around you may look the same.
Yet something subtle has changed.
The space feels lighter.
Because you are lighter.
Good work today and namaste.
