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Lughnasadh Meditation by Sue

Taken from Rachel Patterson's book Grimoire of a Kitchen Witch - an essential guide to witchcraft - published by Moon Books

To join Sue in this guided meditation, please click the link here

Make yourself comfortable, close your eyes and focus on your breathing... deep breaths in... deep breaths in... deep breaths out...

As your world around you dissipates, you find yourself standing in a field of lush green grass and wild flowers. The air is warm, the sky is blue and the sun is shining. Around you butterflies and bees flit about hopping from flower to flower.

From where you are, you have a wonderful view of the landscape around you, field upon field laid out before you like a huge patchwork quilt.

You sit down on the grass and make yourself comfortable. Its is such a beautiful day and nature is positively brimming with life all around you.

The bees are collecting nectar to store away to make into honey, ever busy, ever industrious. You watch as one settles on a wild flower next to you, so close you can hear the buzz. It collects the pollen, which adds to its already overloaded body, so covered in dusty yellow that it looks like the inside of the flower itself, then it flies off to the next flower, slightly clumsy as it is so heavily laden already.

In the field next to you are beautiful golden stalks of grain, swaying slightly in the late summer breeze. In the field beyond that a combine harvester is cutting the grain ready to take away to store for the winter, the machine making stripy patterns in the field as it works its way around.

You notice a slight movement on the edge of the field just in front of you and look closer to see a small field mouse climbing up one of the stalks of grain. It stops as it hears a noise, still and quiet for a moment until it believes it has nothing to fear and then it carries on climbing. When it reaches the grain at the top, it starts to eat, nibbling away at the seeds.

You look around the field you are sitting in, at all the beautiful wild flowers that Mother Nature has provided, the wonderful array of colours and the amazing scents that they carry with them.

A bird suddenly drops down on the fence post at the edge of the field in front of you, a black bird - he looks right at you and almost gives you a nod in greeting. He stops for a moment and then he is off, soaring high up into the sky and heading for the trees.

You lay back in the grass and just stop for a moment, and listen - to the sounds of the machine collecting the harvest, the bees collecting pollen, the birds singing in the nearby trees, the sounds of the late summer. You feel the warm sunshine on your face, and the slight breeze that brings the scent of the grass and the flowers with it. This is abundance, this is bounty, and these are the gifts of nature. Take a moment to be thankful for all that you have - send out a blessing!

When you are ready, sit up and take one last look around and then slowly and gently bring yourself back to your reality.

Wriggle your fingers and toes and stretching your arms and legs, open your eyes..

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