Rose Ariadne's Chitchcraft Blog

I had no idea that I was about to have an “unexpected” meditation. She was going to talk me through it. A guided meditation. By the way, if you are interested in guided meditations there is one on DVD 2 of the Home Academy.

I still remember the feeling of her hands pressed gently against my forehead on that summer afternoon…

Her hands were old and weathered, and I could feel her rough caulouses on my skin – but I also remember feeling a great warmth.>

Not the warmth you would normally feel from somebody’s hands on your head, but a deeper, richer warmth. A comforting warmth.

And in that moment, sitting there in her old musty smelling attic – my eyes grew heavy, and though I strained to keep them open, I could feel them shut…

Suddenly, I found myself lying in a green meadown – the sun beating gently down on my face, warming my soul. The wind whipped the grasses around my face, so that they tickled my nose. The sweet smells of lavender, the sounds of birds passing overhead.

It was all so REAL.

I was laying on my back, and as I looked down at my feet, I saw a shimmering doorway of bluish light slowly rise up from the ground.

I could feel it’s comforting warmth from where I lay, and I was drawn to it.

Not only because of it’s comforting “feel”, but because of the mystery of what would be on the other side of it.

An irresistable urge grew inside of me, and I felt myself rise up off of the ground until I stood.

One step at a time I made my way to the doorway of light. Slow steps at first, but as I got closer, my desire to make my entrance into this door grew…and for some reason, I felt I would know the “truth” if I went through that door.

I didn’t know (at that time) what “truth” I would find, but I could just feel that beyond this door would show me things that I was finally ready for.

Things that I needed to see.

My right foot went through first, and the comforting warmth of a thousand suns surrounded it. Then up my calf and to my thigh, until I was fully engulfed by this doorways enlightening embrace…and then…

My eyes snapped open, and there I was in the attic!

My grandmothers hands were still on my forehead, and I could feel the warmth coming from her hands, throughout my whole body.

And I will never forget what she said to me then in her raspy, yet caring voice…

“You know. You believe.”

And with a knowing smile, and a sparkle in her eyes, she removed her hands and slowly turned and walked away.

We never spoke of that afternoon, but as the years went by, I never forgot. In fact, it seems like it was just yesterday…every smell and feeling from that day is fresh in my memory – as if it only happened a few minutes ago.

And after all of this time, I finally realize what happened. And I will share my insights with you next week, for now I must go…

Nw, go out into the world and enjoy the day. Live.

Light and Love,

Rose