Welcome,
Welcome to Love Revolution,
Inviting you to light a flame,
And as you do so,
Maybe just reflecting on any intention you have,
Or any person that you would like to hold close in your heart,
Any situation.
And as it's Sunday,
Maybe just reflecting on something you're really grateful for,
And maybe forging an intention,
Maybe today is the day that you will scribe one thousand a note,
Or maybe even one hundred a note,
Gratitudes,
That lovely practice that I received from Paramahamsa Risadana,
That really,
You feel it rewire your brain when you try it,
I find it so subtly,
My CD player was still switched on,
I can hear it,
So just welcoming yourself home to your body,
And maybe giving thanks for this body,
As you start to connect with the physical sensations that breath provides you,
Maybe your body,
I mean,
Definitely your body has performed many miracles this week,
But maybe an extraordinary,
Beyond the usual weekly miracles,
Maybe you've given birth this week,
Maybe you've come back from the brink of death in this last year,
Maybe you're enduring while caring for a loved one or grieving,
Maybe you're just connected with the miracle of life as it moves in and out of this body,
The whisper of the miraculous moving through the mundane,
Breathing life into your dreams,
In spiral,
Just allowing that breath of inspiration into the body,
And if there are any dreams,
Any transformations,
Any acceptances,
Any themes,
That you'd like to invite something bigger than you to come in and breathe life into that space,
Breathe love into that space,
Just holding this window of time in space open,
Like you're opening a window to that fresh spring breeze,
Allowing the fragrance of flowers to start coming in to the home of the body,
That inhalation of beauty,
Of goodness,
Of creativity,
And just asking yourself,
How would this body enjoy being cared for right now,
Either by my imagination or in my physical space,
Is there any cushioning,
Layering,
Snuggling that can be done to give thanks for this precious vessel,
Is there a way you can maybe hold your head with your hands,
Or your heart with your hands,
Anywhere that you know has been troubled or taken to the edge of what's possible,
Or has hardened and toughened in order to make it through in any way,
Just intuitively allowing your hands to hold yourself,
Maybe your belly,
Maybe the back of the neck and shoulders,
Anywhere needing reassurance and holding and care,
And maybe a breath of inspiration,
Of thanksgiving,
Of giving thanks to this part of yourself,
For all that it's revealing,
All that it's experiencing,
All of the life that is being lived through you.
As you deepen and relax into this space,
Just imagining you're inhaling a colour,
Light,
Texture specific to you.
As you exhale it becomes stronger and brighter,
Richer and wider.
Inhaling,
Drawing more of this goodness and wholeness into your body.
Exhaling,
Allowing it to expand.
With every inhalation,
Just feeling more reassurance,
More love,
More connection coming in.
Every exhalation just allowing yourself to really relax into that.
Until you can sense this reviving breath has expanded beyond your body,
Beyond your head and your feet and your arms.
It's as though you are being held in a bubble or a cocoon,
Some kind of container.
It's as though your body can relax just a little more,
Knowing it's held in this container of light that's been co-created by you,
For you,
With you and love.
Just allowing yourself to let go of any visual,
To let go of any expectation there's no right or wrong way to receive.
Just trusting that anything,
Any thoughts that are darting through your mind,
Any twitches and niggles,
Any deep calm and rest and stillness and quietness and silence,
You are about to receive just what you need,
Right now.
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You are seen in this container just for you,
Just really feeling into that for a few breaths,
As the breaths grow stronger,
You can feel your belly and your heart expanding with each breath,
Maybe starting to bring some movement into your limbs,
Into the back of the neck,
Just finding any stretches,
Any openings that feel really good,
Any yawns or sighs,
Wiggles and rolls,
And as you feel,
You can either roll onto your side,
Maybe draw your knees into your chest and rock,
Wrap the arms around the shoulders,
You can just stay still for a bit longer,
As long as you want,
And if it feels good and you so choose,
You can start to come to your side and to contemplate moving into the outside world,
And just pausing,
Allowing yourself to really receive anything that's been given to you in this journey,
Without a need for recollection,
Just allowing your body to really receive and know that that is all that's needed,
It's with you,
Any sense of deep relaxation,
Any gifts of words or visions or sensations,
Just having a few breaths to really feel the residue of that in this space between being and doing,
Really allow that to unfold and reveal itself in your body,
And if there is any note of thanksgiving or blessing that you would like to give yourself,
Just pausing to do that now,
Really honouring yourself with this time and space and sense,
And knowing that you can step into this space and amplify this space at any point that you choose.
Thank you for being here.
