This guided meditation is from a deserted corner of Baja, Mexico.
You are alone on a deserted beach. You can feel the granular texture of the sun-warmed sand under the soles of your bare feet.
Away, to your left, you see a stark landscape of tall, jagged mountains. The mountainsides are covered with Cardon cacti, like the saguaro cacti of the Sonoran Desert. An eagle lazily glides on a thermal breeze above the peaks.
There isn't a cloud in the sky. The air carries a faint scent of sage and mesquite.
You gaze shifts to the sea.
The aquamarine waves gently lap against the beach.
You decide to walk through the water along the shoreline.
A formation of pelicans glides in front of you. One of them breaks away, dives into the water and returns to the surface with a silver fish in its beak.
You notice a small yellow-painted boat coming toward you. At the helm is a woman with long, black hair. Her dress is almost the same colour blue as the sky.
When she reaches the shore, she invites you to join her on a boat ride to a small island, you can faintly see in the distance.
You climb on board. As the boat heads out into the water, a refreshing breeze gently brushes against your face. The sails give shade from the sun, and the motion of the current feels relaxing.
You can see the island more clearly now with a mountain rising from the middle like a sombrero.
A few seagulls follow the boat.
Other sea birds are diving for food. But then you recognize they are manta rays leaping out of the water. Momentarily hanging suspended in the air, flapping their fins like birds, before plunging back into the sea.
The woman points to fins in the water over the starboard side of the boat.
Soon there are more and more fins. An infinite number of dolphins, chasing and leaping past the boat.
When you look down over the edge into the clear water, you can see layers and layers of them swimming below to the inky depths.
In moments they vanish and the calm sea breeze once again envelopes you.
The boat continues sailing towards the small island.
The woman once again looks intently over the bow of the ship.
In the water are several large, perfectly formed pads of ripples.
Within moments a broad barnacle-encrusted back appears by the boat.
The whale exhales, and the mist from its breath captures the sunlight.
Two rainbows appear.
Then a pure white tail rises above out of the water. It hovers for a while, then vanishes beneath the surface.
The island is getting closer now.
The small ship glides into a shallow lagoon.
The woman beaches the boat on the sand.
She points to a narrow sandy path leading into the island.
You start walking on the path.
Soon you arrive at a cave.
The cavern is cool inside.
The walls are encrusted with skeletons of sea animals. You recognize shells of giant clams, nautilus, sea urchins and seaweed.
The fossils are a snapshot in time. An impression life teeming in the sea here ages ago.
You sit down in the cool sand and gaze out of the cave. There is no hurry. You dig into the sand to create a pillow for your head. Close your eyes. And relax.
〰️ Clara 〰️
I am bringing my favourite outside experiences and imaginings to create visualizations that encourage peace and relaxation.