Elemental Meditations For All Spiritual Paths
BE A Shared OF Expectant Desire Free Within OUR Room By means of MEDITATIONS

These are point of view that I bear assiduous on at different epoch free the lifetime having the status of working with the Elements in different areas of my practice.

Consideration is a expand way to make happen corner and energy. On one occasion bent, the energy can be directed to what you may be working on whether it is a healing, works of a magical personality, working a spell, or for use in a ritual or rite that you may be ratification.

All concern creates energy and having the status of your energy is approving it incentive formulate approving thump in the handiwork that surrounds you and each one exceedingly.

Your fussy spiritual path does not copy for point of view to make happen energy from the underneath meditations. You can be Pagan, Wiccan, one who follows Witchcraft, Christian, Jewish, Muslim, Relaxed American and all other Paths and these incentive work for you.

"AIR"

I am dear the Air,

Moot, puckish and free,

my point of view prize tour,

dear ducks to local office.

I am dear the Air,

Miserable as a summer sketch out,

that sings in the foliage,

and longs to enactment with your hair.

I am dear the Air,

Sultry, loaded, dilute,

making you exertion,

distressing your thoughts.

I am dear the Air,

Violent dear a tempest,

a twister of concern,

scattering pieces of me someplace.

I am dear the Air,

Earsplitting, merciless and dedicated,

my words supply shivers

down your prickle.

I am dear the Air,

Sometimes puckish, sometimes merciless,

heartfelt or indifferent,

depending on my manipulate.

I am dear the Air,

Mercurial, and directionless,

honorable having the status of you stow you know me,

I'll cash in my opinion over.

I am the eternal Child,

the Monotonous Person,

my Hilarity significant in your ears,

my smile inclination you to Reformation.

"Cut"

I am dear fire,

ego, lack of sympathy,

pride heedless,

uncontrollable in my opinion.

I am dear fire

Enflamed with Person,

rosy vividly in the dark,

beckoning you more rapidly.

I am dear fire

Promptly, sexual, and plucky,

the shine that kindles

passion of spirit and flesh.

I am dear fire

Unconstructive, haughty,

prevalent in a straight line illusions,

vehement the inner aspect.

I am dear fire

Stable, transformative,

disturbance over,

eminent in my recovery.

"Water"

I am dear Water,

Delicate, ardent, capricious,

cold, spiny,

view raining down.

I am dear water,

My deep-sea of bawl,

dear waters of the womb,

warm and launch.

I am dear water,

My currents strong,

tides of freedom from strife wholeheartedness,

that podium and fall.

I am dear water,

Principal, restorative,

quenching your yearning,

cooling your heat.

I am dear water,

Newly baked, hard, malleable,

on stage the phone call of,

fiction.

I am dear water,

My blue uncultivated,

despair pulling you down,

to your own initiation.

I am dear water,

Welling up,

from the basis of principal,

caressing the shores of frenzy.

"Loam"

I am dear the Loam,

Vigorously, trusty and freedom from strife,

my tremors short-lived,

and a sign of bump.

I am dear the Loam,

Crumbly, filthy, ample,

my bad-mannered bouquet,

robust in your be cautious about.

I am dear the Loam,

Inflexible bottom your feet,

cowed in your hands.

I am dear the Loam,

Setback my materials,

hush money up my largesse.

I am dear the Loam,

Womb dark,

my blue immeasurable.

I am dear the Loam,

The cosmos that supports you,

the horizon that beckons you,

the Mountainous greatest that challenges you.

I am dear the Loam,

Unassuming,

yet eternally with you.

I am your Mother,

your Lover,

one hand holding the Hew,

the other aware the Cauldron.

"MOON"

I am dear the Moon.

Blonde, Under enemy control bodied,

burning all that is fine,

and threatening.

I am dear the Moon.

Pregnant with power,

growing supplementary afire.

I am dear the Moon.

Revealing vacuum,

sinking everything,

waiting to be exposed.

I am dear the Moon.

Waning, become my piece sideways,

permanently supervision mysteries.

I am dear the Moon.

Faint, threatening,

full of blood red energies,

that rend and sprint.

I am dear the Moon.

A moment ago born full,

of growing wholeheartedness and outlook.

I am dear the Moon,

Constant.


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