Meditation

Breathe in… Breathe out… Breathe in… Breathe out… Breathe in… Breathe out…

Imagine you are standing under a waterfall. The water washes over you, cool and refreshing. It pours over you, washing away all dirt and dust, all thoughts and ideas. It sweeps you clean of everything.. You have no thoughts, no worries, no hopes, no fears. You are blank. There is just the water, washing over you…

You step out from under the waterfall, and a warm breeze blows against you. The breeze wraps around you like comforting arms, and you feel safe. You feel as if you are resting in the arms of the Mother Goddess. As it blows against you it brings with it the knowledge that everything is good. Every swirl, every puff of air fills you with everlasting hope.. You walk forwards, filled with safety, and hope…

As you walk out of the water, you step onto the grass. A cool green cushion between your feet and the solid earth. Like a blanket thrown over the land. With each step you take, you can feel the firm earth beneath your feet. And every time your foot touches the ground a shiver of power runs up your legs and through your body. It brings with it courage, and strength. The knowledge that you can not fail. You walk on, filled with courage, strength, hope, and safety…

As you walk, the day grows later. The sun sets in a splash of color, and the stars begin to appear. You stop and look up. The sky is now fully dark. And the stars, bright pinpricks of light, sing down to you. You raise your arms to the stars and the song gets louder. Starlight swirls out of the sky and twines around your arms, soaking into your skin.. Freedom. That is the gift the stars have given you – the ability to be free…

You slowly lower your arms and walk onwards. Soon you come to a blazing bonfire. Orange and yellow flames dance about a heart of blue fire.. You cup your palms and reach towards the bonfire. A single flame jumps into your hands. It stays there, flickering, then soaks into your palms. A slow shiver rolls through you, from the sole of your feet to the ends of your hair. The gift the fire has given you is willpower.

You step forwards, walking into the bonfire. The flames dance around you but they do not burn. You step into the center, surrounded by blue flames. Spreading your arms you spin around…

The water washed you clean. The breeze gave you safety and hope. The earth gave you strength and courage. The stars gave you freedom. And the fire gave you willpower…

You raise your arms and the fire burns brighter and brighter until you are floating in white space. Your gifts stay with you. Safety. Hope. Strength. Courage. Freedom. And willpower. There to be called upon whenever you need them… So mote it be.