A meditation.
Please, close your eyes and slow your breathing.
Let your head drop and allow yourself to float in the darkness.
Journey deep into the back of your eyes, where the sight is gone but the mind really sees.
And in this cosmic awareness your ancestors will appear.
Feel their kinship as you focus on their shadows dancing around your mob’s spiritual fire.
The flames caress you and your surrender will allow a deeper immersion into the dreamtime.
Relax.
Your blood will become richer and thicken, and your veins will widen to permit the pulsing flow.
As your lungs let go of the outside world, time becomes a mortal restriction.
You are now part of a greater good.
Detachment allows you to witness what has been and as you quietly exhale you will be shown what could be.
No life is written in stone and even stone is eventually worn down into a smooth surface.
This simple freedom grants you the grace to step into the circle of your tribe’s dance.
A global waltz of pure love.
You become aware of the collective movement and see other tribes swaying around many fires.
Like bending reeds, whispering in a gentle ocean sigh.
All at once, the fires explode in a celestial shower of sparks and fly up into the ether.
The stars wink and welcome the approach.
Your elders stop dancing, smiling at your wide-eyed gaze.
‘Welcome back my son. It is time. Here, take our hands, and together, we will walk into the holy flame.’
Your heart and soul erupt in ecstasy as you embrace the heat.
Heat without pain is a blessing, and the ancient wisdom takes you on a discovery of how to BE.
And in this cosmic awareness your ancestors will appear.
Feel their kinship as you focus on their shadows dancing around your mob’s spiritual fire.
The flames caress you and your surrender will allow a deeper immersion into the dreamtime.
Relax.
Your blood will become richer and thicken, and your veins will widen to permit the pulsing flow.
As your lungs let go of the outside world, time becomes a mortal restriction.
You are now part of a greater good.
Detachment allows you to witness what has been and as you quietly exhale you will be shown what could be.
No life is written in stone and even stone is eventually worn down into a smooth surface.
This simple freedom grants you the grace to step into the circle of your tribe’s dance.
A global waltz of pure love.
You become aware of the collective movement and see other tribes swaying around many fires.
Like bending reeds, whispering in a gentle ocean sigh.
All at once, the fires explode in a celestial shower of sparks and fly up into the ether.
The stars wink and welcome the approach.
Your elders stop dancing, smiling at your wide-eyed gaze.
‘Welcome back my son. It is time. Here, take our hands, and together, we will walk into the holy flame.’
Your heart and soul erupt in ecstasy as you embrace the heat.
Heat without pain is a blessing, and the ancient wisdom takes you on a discovery of how to BE.
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