Before we begin our visualisation, I would like to read a quote by the Dalai Lama
“Every day, think as you wake up, today I am fortunate to be alive, I have a precious human life, I am not going to waste it. I am going to use all my energies to develop myself, to expand my heart out to others; to achieve enlightenment for the benefit of all beings. I am going to have kind thoughts towards others, I am not going to get angry or think badly about others. I am going to benefit others as much as I can.”
You find yourself alone on a vast plain in Iceland.
Volcanic peaks surround you. They rise to the blue sky like jagged black teeth. The air is bright and clear. Big fluffy clouds cast shadows on the ground, and as you walk, you occasionally find yourself in an island of the shadows created by them.
The path you are on is carved out of the volcanic black earth and winds along through uneven tufted grass, bleached out by the wind, rain and snow. Here and there you see bunches of purple blooming arctic thyme which vaguely smells like oregano.
In the distance, you see a herd of about eighteen Icelandic ponies. They are roaming free. As you approach them, you see they have long shaggy manes and tails, and thick winter coats. You feel slightly apprehensive not knowing how they will respond to you. You are reassured when two amble over. One of them is a blue roan, and the other is a palomino. You stroke their thick coats. They gently nudge you with their soft muzzles, and you feel their warm breath on your bare arms and hands. Soon they go back to eating the grass, and you decide to sit down next to them and be a part of the herd for a while. Several horses are lying down nearby taking a nap also enjoying the afternoon sunshine.
You decide to continue your walk along the soft, black pumice path. After a while, the trail enters a small thicket. Blueberries cover the bushes. You eat some; they are delicious. Your presence startles a Raven who flies off cawing angrily.
After a while, you come out of the small thicket into a ragged clearing, strewn about with rocks. In the middle of the field, you see a small circular pool which is being fed by a tiny spring. When you touch the water, it feels warm, and you realise you have discovered a natural thermal spring.
The water looks inviting, so you decide to take some clothes off and step into the pool. You can instantly feel the healing properties of the spring, which is just the right size for you. You sit comfortably on a smooth rock. You soak for a while, enjoying the privacy of the blueberry bushes which surround the clearing, the blue sky above you and the gentle breeze. You feel light as a feather.
You forget about the time. You feel relaxed, and your mind wanders to imagine the ancient people who might have felt the same way in the pool. Was there a house here once? Life must have been harsh then.
You get out of the spring and lie down on your shirt on the soft turf. It must be late, but there is no rush. It's summer, and the sun won't set here.
You close your eyes, and slowly, you drift off into a deep, deep sleep.
〰️ Clara 〰️
I am bringing my favourite outside experiences and imaginings to create visualizations that encourage peace and relaxation.