This is Rasa.
And I am here with you for the whole of this healing.
Tonight you are not coming to fix yourself.
You are coming to be shown.
There is something inside you.
In one of your energy centers.
That is ready to be cleared.
And Archangel Michael.
Has already prepared a place where this can happen gently and completely.
All that is asked of you.
Is to arrive.
To soften.
And to let yourself be guided.
Settle your body into a position it can rest in for a while.
If you are sitting,
Let your spine lengthen and your shoulders melt down the back.
If you are laying down.
Feel the surface beneath you.
Take the full weight off your body.
Close your beautiful eyes.
And let the muscles around them.
Switch off.
And rest.
Breathe in through your nose.
And let the breath travel all the way down into your belly.
Hold it for a moment at the bottom.
Then let it leave you slowly.
Feeling your chest and shoulders lower as it goes.
Again,
Draw the breath down low.
Palms.
And release it completely.
With this next exhale.
Let your jaw unhinge slightly.
And your tongue fall away from the roof of your mouth.
Your face softens.
Your forehead becomes smooth and spacious.
Bring your awareness into your feet.
And let them grow heavy.
Let that heaviness rise into your calves.
Your knees.
Your thighs.
Feel your hips sink.
Feel your hands grow warm and still in your lap or by your sides.
There is a quiet settling happening through your whole body now.
And you can simply rest inside it.
In front of you.
In the soft darkness behind your eyelids.
A single point of deep blue light appears.
It is the blue of evening sky just after sunset.
Rich and clear.
Watch it grow.
Widening into a doorway.
And the doorway opens onto a stone path.
Feel your bare feet meet the cool,
Smooth stone.
The air here is fresh and faintly sweet.
Carrying the scent of cedar and cool water.
The path leads you toward a building of pale stone.
And you walk toward the end without effort.
Drawn forward by a gentle pull.
In your chest.
As you reach the entrance.
A tall figure steps from the shadow off the doorway to meet you.
This is Archangel Michael.
His presence is broad and steady.
His eyes the same deep blue.
As the light that brought you here.
He does not speak in words yet.
He simply places a warm hand between your shoulder blades.
And turns you to face the room beyond.
And you feel completely safe.
Under that hand.
You step inside a sanctuary unlike any place you have seen.
The ceiling rises high above you into shadow.
Along both walls stand enormous windows of stained glass.
And through them pours colored light.
Falling across the stone floor in pools of red and orange and yellow.
Of green.
Blue.
Indigo.
And Violet.
The light moves slowly as you breathe.
Breathing with you.
Alive.
In the center of the sanctuary stand seven vessels arranged in a line.
They are tall and round.
Shaped like glass jars.
Filled with still liquid light.
And each one catches the color falling from the windows above it.
These are your chakras.
Michael shows you.
Lift it out of your body and sit here in the open so that you can see them clearly for once.
Walk slowly along the line of vessels now.
And look into each one.
The first.
At the start of the row,
Glows red.
The deep warm rent of your root.
Of safety and belonging.
Beside it.
The orange vessel of your sacral center swirls with the color of feeling and desire.
Next,
The yellow vessel of your solar plexus.
Where your courage and your sense of self are held.
At the center.
Stands the green vessel of your heart.
Than the blue vessel of your throat.
Your voice and your truth.
The indigo vessel of your third eye.
You're in our sight.
And at the end.
The violet vessel of your crown.
Were you me?
What is greater than you?
Stand before all seven.
And simply breathe with them.
Feel how each color answers something in your own body.
Notice the warmth low in your belly.
As you look at the red.
The soft loosening in your chest as you take in the green.
Your body recognizes these lights.
They are made of you.
Now Michael lifts one hand.
And the colored light from the windows begins to dim.
Drawing back into the glass.
Until sanctuary falls quiet and the shadow disappears.
The vessels grow still.
And in the harsh.
One of them.
Begins to glow.
Watch which vessel brightens.
It rises slowly out of the dimness.
Its color deepening.
Pulsing softly like a heartbeat.
Calling for your attention.
You do not need to choose it.
It has chosen itself.
This is the center that is ready.
The place inside you.
That has been waiting to be cleared.
Notice its color.
Notice where in your own body that color lives.
And feel a faint answering pulse there now.
Michael walks to the glowing vessel and stands beside it.
He looks at you.
And in the silence you understand his question without hearing it.
Will you let me show you?
What is held here?
Answer him in your heart.
Say yes.
As you agree.
The light inside the vessel parts.
And a cloud becomes visible within it.
A patch of murkiness,
Denser and darker than the bright colour around it.
This is what has been ready to leave you.
You do not need to name it or understand it with your thinking mind.
Your body already knows it.
Feel where this heaviness has been sitting inside you.
Perhaps a tightness.
A held breath.
A small ache you had stopped noticing.
Let yourself feel it without pushing it away.
It has been faithful to you.
In its way.
And now its work is finished.
Michael draws his sword.
The blade is not metal.
But a long,
Clean shaft of blue light.
Cool and bright.
He brings it to the vessel and rests its tip into the glowing liquid.
And where the blue light touches the murky clouds.
The cloud begins to loosen and lift.
Feel this happening in your own body now.
In the place where the heaviness has lived.
Feel something there beginning to come undone.
To dissolve.
To rise.
Breathe slowly.
And let it move.
With each exhale.
More of the cloud lifts away.
Thinning Breaking apart.
Until the blue blade gathers the last of it.
And carries it up.
And out.
Through the high window above.
Where it scatters into the night.
And is gone.
The vessel is clear now.
Watch its color return.
Brighter and cleaner than before.
The light moving freely.
Where the cloud once sat.
And feel the same clarity.
Are opening in your own body.
The place that was tight.
Spacious.
The breath that was held flows easily.
Rest here for a moment and let this clearing settle into you completely.
But Michael is not finished.
He lowers his sword.
And cups both hands above the open vessel.
And from his palms,
A fine blue light begins to fall,
Like rain made of stillness.
Filling the cleared space inside.
This is the restoring.
Feel it pour into the center that was emptied.
Refilling it not with what was taken,
But with strength.
With the energy that belongs there.
Feel your body.
Drinking this in.
The color of the vessel deepens.
No longer flickering.
But burning even and sure.
Feel that same evenness spread through you.
A sense of being whole in a place that was worn thin.
Take this quiet moment to receive whatever Michael wants you to know about this center.
About why it was ready.
About how to keep it strong.
The understanding may arrive as a word.
A picture.
A feeling.
Or a simple knowing.
Trust whatever comes.
If nothing comes in words,
Trust the feeling in your body,
Which is its own,
True answer.
When you are ready.
Michael lifts the cleared vessel and turns towards you.
He brings it close to your body.
To the place where this energy center lives.
And he sets it gently back inside you.
Feel it slide home.
Warm and bright.
Settling exactly where it belongs.
The other six vessels rise to.
Returning to their places along your spine.
Each one carrying its own clear colour.
And you feel yourself become whole and alive.
Your center is glowing softly in a single line of living light.
The colored windows brighten again.
Pouring their colors back across the floor.
And the sanctuary fills with a gentle radiance.
Feel Michael place his hand once more between your shoulders.
And hear him say.
This work continues after you leave here.
What was cleared stays cleared.
What was restored will grow.
Now,
My sweet one,
Begin to bring your awareness back toward your body,
Resting in the room.
Feel the surface beneath you again.
Feel the cool air entering your nose.
And the warm air leaving it.
Make small movements in your fingers and toes.
Feel your chest rising and falling.
With your breath.
Carry the clear color of that one vessel with you.
Into your days.
You will recognize it when it appears.
In light.
In objects,
In moments.
A quiet reminder.
Of What Michael Clear.
And what now grows strong within you.
If you wish,
And when you are ready,
And only then.
Gently open your beautiful eyes.
Stay blessed.
And stay balanced.
