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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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