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The Spiral Gate



*Note* Meditations are mind and mood altering exercises, and will have more impact, and promote better visualization if the meditations are accompanied by music. It is therefore recommended that this meditation be accompanied by the Hearts Of Space program entitled "Love And Destiny - Mediaeval Space Music".

~ The Spiral Gate ~

Please allow yourself to firstly become as comfortable as possible. You may wish to be seated in a deeply comfortable chair, or on the floor with a pillow, or even lying down on a soft bed. Perhaps you would relax more if the room were lit with candles, and scented by a favorite essence, and then you can begin to relax and unwind. Start with gentle breathing exercises to a 4-8 count to calm you and help you to unwind, and focus. This means inhale deeply to the count of 4, and exhale slowly to the count of 8. Continue doing this until your heart rate slows enough to match your breathing rhythms. Close your eyes, and breathe deeply. In...2...3...4… And exhale...2...3...4...5...6...7...8.Continue doing this for approximately 5 minutes, or until you feel peaceful and calm within yourself. Any thoughts, which surface, allow them to do so, but do not become involved with them - merely allow them to pass on their way and be free of them for now. You can always pick them up and see to them at a later time.

Allow your mind to meditate on times long ago. See yourself walking through mist, seemingly a portal, or doorway to another world. Feel the dampness of the mists surrounding you, swirling about your body, dampening your clothes. Your body acts on its own, and you find yourself whirling-spiraling. Your body is filling with a wild energy. The more you dance the spiral, the more ecstatic you become. You pay no attention to direction - you simply flow like water, and then you enter the Spiral Gate. It opens, as though you have been expected. You start down a dirt path, winding its way through a forest, with trees older than time it’s self. Time seems not to have touched this place - is it a place? For certain, it is unlike anywhere on earth you have ever seen before. Inhale deeply the earthy scents of the forest, rich with fallen leaves and fertile loam. Take notice of the sights and scents surrounding you. Smell the heady fragrance of all things green, and pulsating with life. Let your senses become dazzled by the song of many birds. Feel the softly soughing breeze as it winds its way through the forest, caressing your body and senses with its summery fragrance, bringing the coolness of early evening. Hear it whispering through the trees and grasses.

The path continues to wind through the forest, and on you meander. The sky begins darkening, and the first stars appear. The evening air is sultry, and a light film of perspiration coats your body. Faintly, you hear a noise in the distance, so you begin seeking for it, captivated. Perhaps it is some faery enchantment. Maybe you have somehow passed through the mists, and stumbled into Avalon. To an age where men rode out on giant war steeds, clad head to toe in steel and sighing ladies were left behind to dream and weep. The night sky has now turned velvet black, and sparkling with diamond stars, the moon is nearing full. The night seems charged with magick and energy. Flickerings of movement from in between the strange trees catch your eyes, and you wonder what manner of being is just beyond your sight.

Walking along in your reverie, you come upon a manor house, well lit from within. Continuing forward curiously, you move closer to the house, and upon hearing music, approach the door, which is opened wide to you. You wander in, and your ears are filled with age old melodies of times long lost. Suddenly, your mind and heart are light and free of their heavy burdens, as the music captivates you to the depths of your soul, and the weight of the world seems to have dropped from your shoulders. Welcome. Your journey has just begun...You are greeted by an enchanting gentleman who smiles at you, and offers you the best seat in the house, followed by a cup of summer wine. "Greetings friend! Be thou seated here near the fire, and takest thou a cup of wine and refresh thyself. Thou art welcome in this place". Thanking him, you gratefully sit down and put the cup to your lips. It tastes of honey and heather mead, sweet on your lips and cleansing to your being. Worries begin to melt away as though they never existed in the first place. With each sip, your heart feels lighter and freer than it ever has. In fact, you can't remember a time when you felt better! It feels as though you have been sleeping all your life long, and have just this moment awakened.

Whole tables of sumptuous faire are laid out all throughout the room, such faire as you have never had! Luscious fruits, succulent meats, new green vegetables, fresh baked breads such as would melt in your mouth, tempting desserts, and wine flowing like water from a spring, mead as sweet and delicious as summertime fruits. You visit the tables and refresh yourself. While enjoying your meal, you are entertained by the finest of harpers and flutists, a rare and magickal gift indeed - one which is normally reserved for royalty, but tonight, you have the rare opportunity to savor this divine gift of music, and pleasures of the soul. Several ladies wearing flower crowns in their hair approach you and lay a wreath atop your head, and tie bells on your wrists and feet, entreating you to dance with them. Smiling with sheer joy and contentment, you acquiesce. Your feet are as light as a bubble as you drift across the floor, somehow you know all the steps as though you have danced this a thousand times before this evening.

After several drinks of heather mead and wine, at some point you have managed to find your way outside again, this time walking through a cloistered garden. The night air is cool, and night's velvet throat reveals thousands of sparkling diamonds on an endless field of black. Wandering through the garden, you stop to smell the fragrance of many flowers opening in the night air, releasing their exquisite perfume. Your mind feels so light and free, so burdenless. When was the last time you were so happy like this? The reality of that thought takes shape in your mind, as a single crystal teardrop courses down your face, catching the reflection of growing moonlight. You find a small gazebo with a stone bench within, and seat yourself, captivated by the moon's unearthly light. How does it seem to feel much more powerful here than anywhere else?

You rise and walk down a path, which leads to a lake, the light of the moon leaves a silvery trail of light on the surface of the water. You sigh deeply and disrobe, entering the water. It is cool to your skin, and feels good, refreshing you. You swim out towards the path made by the moon, feeling that if you continued on long enough, you may very well reach it eventually. Realizing that you will not, instead you lay back and float on the water, allowing the moon's light to bathe your body in an ethereal silver. You feel the energies emanating from the moon and being absorbed by your body as if dying of thirst, and being suddenly quenched by an unending supply. After a time, you swim back towards the shore and step out of the water. Droplets fall from your hair and your body. You allow yourself to air dry before getting dressed again. You can't remember when you felt so good, and you enjoy this feeling. Smiling to yourself, you begin the walk back to the garden.

On such a night as this is, it would be an affront to not sleep out of doors, and enjoy the gentle caress of the night. The moon illuminates the garden, and you choose a spot on the lawn near a tree, and lay down on the soft grass, admiring the moon. You begin to think about all that you have experienced here, and knowing you are safe and content, your eyelids begin to feel heavy with sleep. Giving in, you allow them to close, and sleep deeply. So deeply. No worries. No burdens. No regrets. Just peace. So much peace. Allow it to envelope you like a comforting blanket. Allow yourself to pleasantly drift off. Take as long as you wish. Rest and be comforted. When you wake, you will be in your own bed, safe and comfortable. You are welcome to return to this sacred place whenever you choose to do so. Enjoy the journey..

Copyright ~ Silver Rainbolt/In Medias Res, Damien Daville/The Vampire Church 2004 ~ All Rights Reserved. You may not legally copy any part of this document without prior written consent of the author. Doing so, infringes upon copyright, and is punishable under the law.

Silver Rainbolt

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