Breathe in consciousness,
Focused awareness of you,
And allow that awareness to help you relax,
Let go,
And be open.
Keep breathing,
And stay in the present,
Let your mind and body find peaceful balance and pure relaxation that melts you into your bed.
Now imagine floating on the wings of a heron across a rose-tinged sky,
With the sun bursting forth in morning light while you glide by.
And on the wings of this heron,
Into a frothy marsh you land,
With black cattails waving in unison like a Japanese fan,
And a fish breaks the silence,
Bubbling up against the surface while you breathe into this space and wonder about your life's purpose.
The heron turns to you while sitting on his back,
With a spark of understanding shining in his eyes,
And you know in that instant that this unique bird gets you and is wise.
The bird stands straight and lifts its great wings,
And you hold on gently with deep care.
And then you rise,
Rise and rise,
Rise high into the air.
The sun beams full and warm,
Like toasty kisses on your cheeks,
And after a long silence,
You breathe and decide to speak.
You are a great blue heron,
Like royalty in the air,
And when you pause near other fish or fowl,
It's like they bow.
But what,
Magnificent heron,
Are you doing with me?
You could be doing anything,
Anywhere else,
With your grace and majesty.
And the beak of the blue heron shot up and pierced the air,
And he let out a shrill squawk,
Like the cry of an animal,
Before he was ready to talk.
Then in a voice like the gentle ripples of a wave,
The bird began to softly sing and then talk,
And somehow it was okay.
To know your purpose and who you really are,
Let go of the thoughts that lock you behind bars.
Instead let your heart soar like you're flying with me,
Sail over hilltops and valleys,
Mountains,
Oceans and more,
And then land in peace and gratitude,
Eager to know what else is in store.
Then the heron takes flight again,
With you in tow,
And you perch on a tree branch above the water below.
And while he shakes his feathers and squawks aloud,
You're relaxed and comfortable and dust off yourself.
And embracing his words,
You smile in peace and ask,
What else?
Between his beak,
It seems the heron is smiling,
Like a show of approval from a teacher to a student,
It's as if you're arriving to the place you want to be in your life,
Filled with peace and relaxation.
It's yours to create.
You need no explanation,
So let go of the doubts and the doubters,
The excuses and more.
Embrace this.
It's your time to soar.
You don't have to wait to create your thing.
Just breathe in peace and spread your wings.
Namaste,
Beautiful.
Namaste.
Namaste.
