Meditation # 1 ... "The Autumn House"
Take a deeee-eeee--eeep Breath in....
hold to the count of four...
Breathe out...1...2...3...4...
Repeat this four times
As you continue to breath in deep slow breaths, you feel your body relas and count to ten...
ONE...your feet relax
TWO...you feel your legs relax
THREE...your thighs are completly relaxed
FOUR... your hips feel totally relaxed
FIVE... your tummy is no longer knotted and relaxes
SIX...Your mind moves to your heart and it slows and calms.
SEVEN...You feel the breath in your neck and it relaxes.
EIGHT... your jaw is no longer tight and it relaxes as you think of it.
NINE...your eyes close and totaly relax.
TEN...your third EYE opens and you feel completely relaxed and no longer feel your body.
Continue to breathe ...
As you close your eyes you see the perfect Autumn House. It is planted in a stone-edged field near the woods. You can smell the wood smoke coming from a bonfire as you walk up the cobbled drive, your basket you carry is filled with apples from the tangled orchard accross the lane.
You enter and look around. Indoors you can still hear the insistant song of the stream, always on its way to somewhere, that murmers nearby. You look out through the wide windows ablaze with trees. In the field, a flock of geese rest near a deep, still pond.
The Autumn House glows with thankfulness and a sense of deep security. The harvest is in, the larder is filled to bursting with food, and the reminders of the Earth Mother's bounty are everywhere: the Autumn kitchen has bittersweet branches and swags of grapevine crowning the cabinets, earthen pitchers bursting with dried weeds in all their fragile and fascinating varity, butterscotch chrysanthemums and wild asters blooming in salt-glazed pots. Pumplins squat, heavy-bellied, on fans of brilliant leaves grace the side table. Great wooden bowls overflow with autumn squash, and baskets of acornsand nuts load the big wooden table; apples, grapes, and pears spill from cornucopias; native corn, in a magical bunch of three, casts its autumn blessing over the open hearth.
The hearth fire burns with a gentle golden warmth, and you sit beside it for a moment to warm your hands and to gaze into the embers. What magickal pictures wait for you there? Look deep and see...you see the message and tuck them firmly in your mind to write about . Take a moment to take in the magick and listen...
(take a moment to listen)
As you take in all that you have seen you turn once again to the window... The evening sky is telling you it is eventide.
What soothing, nurishing meals will you create from the harvest that surrounds you? When sunset comes, its colors splendid as the leaves' bright flame, you light amber beeswax candles to invite the sacred fire inside. This is your time as you look at the flame, you feel yourself returning to the time you started ...the room is coming back and you start counting back from ten...
nine...
eight...seven...
with each nuber you feel more refreshed as you return from the autumn House...
Six...
five...
four...
three...your eyes begin to open...
two...
one...you are fully refreshed and ready to record your magickal experience.
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(Now scroll down after you are back to center)
Ok...there you go...time to journal and let me know...I''ll be waiting...
Blessings Always
Lady Majyk Myst
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