he Embodied Way is an invitation to live as a body in full Presence—awakening the subtle body, the body of Light, and the deeper intelligence that moves beneath thought. This category explores how embodiment becomes a doorway beyond information into transformation, guided by the seven-chakra system, REAL yoga, and the lived experience of Union with Source.
Here you’ll discover teachings that restore intimacy between the seen and unseen, between the body of earth and the body of Light. The Embodied Way invites you to walk tall, feel the good vibration you are here to express, and live from the radiant YES of your essential nature. Through practices of awareness, breath, energy, and Presence, this path reveals the body as a temple of Spirit and a vessel through which the Light of Love shines into the world.
Spirituality, for many, is experienced at a distance from the body. It is spoken about, thought about, believed in, and often longed for, yet rarely lived as something felt and inhabited. This distance is not accidental. Much of modern spirituality has been shaped by habits of transcendence — reaching beyond the body rather than returning … Read more
In this blog I share with you a guided meditation story entitled The Land of Happily Ever After. Included with this story is the script for the story and the recording of the story. There is also a detailed reflection on the lines from the riddle included in the story. At the end of the blog there is shared with you the answer to the riddle.
As a storyteller, writer, and editor of guided meditations it interests me that people search under the term “Is guided meditation good for beginners?” My first response to this is to ask what the searcher understands by the word “beginners.”
Let me say that meditation and guided meditation are not the same.
As a writer of guided meditation for inner peace scripts one of the techniques I use to inspire their creation are lines from favorite poems. One of the poets that I really am a fan off is the Irish poet W. B. Yeats. His poem The Lake Isle of Innisfree was my mother’s favorite poem. In this poem there is a phrase “and peace comes dropping slow.”