Welcome,
Dear soul.
Wherever you are right now.
Let this be the last place you need to be tonight.
There is nowhere else to go from here.
Nothing else to solve.
Nothing else to hold.
Let your body settle into the bed beneath you,
Like a stone sinking gently to the bottom of a still lake.
If you haven't closed your eyes,
Now is the time to begin and let them soften.
And we'll take one nice,
Slow,
Deep breath in.
Releasing it slowly.
Like releasing the whole day's weight off your shoulders.
Tonight,
We are going to travel somewhere ancient.
Somewhere your soul remembers,
Even if your mind has forgotten.
We are going to return to the stars.
Begin by bringing your awareness to the crown of your head.
Imagine a soft,
Silver light resting here.
Like moonlight settling on snow.
And with each breath.
Feel this light trickling downward.
Down through your forehead.
Releasing every thought that tried to follow you into this moment.
Down through your eyes.
Your jaw.
Letting your jaw soften.
Letting your tongue rest heavy in your mouth.
And down through your neck and shoulders.
Those places where you carry the weight of the world.
Let it go now.
There's no need to carry anything tonight.
And the silver light flows down through your arms.
Your hands.
And your fingertips.
Your body growing heavy.
Sinking.
Deeper… and deeper into rest.
And the silver light continues to travel through your chest.
With every heartbeat.
You drift further from the noise.
You sing.
Deeper and deeper.
Into quiet.
Flowing slowly through your body.
This silver light moves through your stomach,
Your hips,
Down through your legs.
Your knees.
Your ankles.
And all the way to the tips of your toes.
Your whole body is now bathed in this soft silver light.
Feeling heavy?
Feeling held.
Completely safe.
And now,
In your mind's eye,
Imagine you are laying in a field beneath a night sky.
This is not an ordinary sky.
This is the sky your soul has always known.
Vast.
Endless.
And covered with illuminating stars.
Each one older than memory itself.
Above you,
The stars begin to shift.
Slowly,
One by one.
They begin to fall.
Not crashing.
But drifting.
Swaying side to side as they move slow like snow made of light.
One star drifts down and rests gently on your forehead.
And as it touches you.
Every worry dissolves into light.
And disappears into the sky.
Another star drifts down onto your chest.
And with it,
Any grief that you've been carrying.
Softens.
Loosens.
Releases.
And as another star gently lands upon your hand.
Any tension.
Any bracing.
Any holding on.
Simply fades away.
You are gently being undressed of everything that is not you.
Everything that is only tiredness.
Only static.
Only noise.
What remains is quiet.
What remains is you.
Now imagine the ground beneath you softening.
Opening like the field itself is made of clouds.
And slowly.
Slowly.
You begin to sing.
Not falling.
Sinking the way further.
Softly floats to the ground.
The way a leaf settles onto still water.
Down into softness.
Down into warmth.
Down into the dark.
Velvet quiet beneath the stars.
You may notice your breath has changed.
Perhaps slower now?
Deeper.
Your body truly able to rest.
If a thought arrives,
Simply imagine.
A small star drifting past you.
Out toward the edge of the sky.
This moment is sacred for you to simply be.
Relax and feel the support.
Of whatever is beneath you.
The universe has been holding stars in place for billions of years without effort.
Tonight.
Let it hold you the same way.
There is nowhere to be.
Nothing to fix.
No one to become.
Only this.
Only rest.
Only the quiet hum of stars moving slowly overhead.
Begin to let these words fade.
And drift just as you are.
Held safe.
Home to rest.
