Close your eyes and bring your attention gently inward.
Feel your body resting where you are,
Supported,
Held,
Safe.
Take a long,
Slow breath in and exhale through your mouth.
Again inhale deeply and release everything that's ready to leave,
Just for now.
There is nothing to do,
No one to be.
This is a space of sacred letting go.
Beneath the noise of daily life,
Beneath the masks and expectations,
Beneath even your name,
There is a part of you that endures.
Ancient,
Bright,
Wise,
The essence of who you are.
This is the part of you we journey with now.
Begin to imagine yourself walking across a desert plain,
Endless sky above,
Warm earth beneath your feet.
You have been walking a long time,
Carrying heavy memories,
Regrets,
Roles,
Stories.
And now you come to a circle of stones.
In the centre,
A sacred fire,
Alive,
Flickering,
Waiting for you.
You know what this is,
The fire of the phoenix,
The fire of transformation.
You step inside the circle.
This is where you burn away what no longer serves you,
Not in anger,
Not in fear,
But with sacred reverence.
You kneel beside the fire and begin to offer what you are ready to release.
A belief,
A burden,
A version of yourself that no longer fits.
You see it form in your hands as an object or a scroll,
Perhaps a bundle of light,
And you hold it with gratitude and then place it safely in the fire.
Watch it burn.
Feel the warmth on your skin,
Feel the weight lift from your chest.
You are not losing yourself,
You are revealing yourself.
Now the fire glows brighter,
It begins to swirl around you,
Not in destruction but in rebirth.
It does not harm you,
It renews you.
The fire becomes light,
The light becomes wings.
You feel yourself begin to rise,
Not just in your mind but in your soul.
You are becoming the inner phoenix,
Wings wide,
Heart open,
Body radiant.
Soaring above the ashes,
Carrying only what's true,
Light with clarity,
Grace and power.
Feel that freedom,
Feel that strength.
You are not who you were,
You are not what you lost.
You are who you choose to become.
Whisper to yourself now,
I am rising.
I am ready.
I carry only truth and light.
Breathe it in.
Now begin to return,
Still changed,
Still shining but rooted once more in your body.
Feel yourself seated or lying down.
In the here and now wiggle your fingers and toes,
Bring a hand to your heart.
Let the warmth remain,
Let the light stay with you.
You are the phoenix,
Born again,
Not into perfection but into wholeness.
Peace.
Power.
Take one final deep breath in and exhale with calm.
You have risen.
And you are ready for whatever comes next.
And so it is.
