I focus my attention on my heart. I imagine how I float through the muscular wall into my heart. I perceive this space as a huge, partitioned room of light and dark, I look around or just imagine that I do, or I simply allow all pictures and feelings to rise within my consciousness.

 

I breathe deeply and open my heart wide. I allow all the energies of my body to sink into the floor. I allow that my inner realm opens enough for Theta-waves of Spirit to float through it.

 

I see a landscape with a wall running through it – a high wall, separating one half of this landscape from the other. And I myself sit on top of that wall and can see into the left land, where there are light, joy, growth and security.

 

And at the same time, when I turn my head to the other side, I see a dark land, grey darkness without horizon, I cannot see where the land ends and the sky begins.

 

I sit on top of that wall, breathe deeply and return totally into myself and allow that all feelings of this situation can flow freely.

 

I close my eyes and feel to both sides. I sense the aura of the light landscape, the warmth of the sun, which shines there. I sense the clarity of Spirit, who blows there. I sense the living vibration of the beings, who live, grow and evolve there.

 

I sense the warmth and vastness and this land and I hear sounds – the songs of life, the voices of joy and singing. In all the flowing currants of my body I sense the land in the sunshine.

 

I perceive how much my body, my heart and all the currents of my body are in resonance with this land, that a communication begins, an exchange, a to-and-fro of feelings, energies and essences.

 

I breathe deeply in and out and allow this land to emerge within me. I conceive this land with all its beings totally within myself. And by breathing deeply in and out I perceive how with every breath a part of this land flows into me, merges with me and becomes one with me.

 

Wide, light and sun-drenched landscapes, mountains, woods, meadows with colourful flowers, trees and fruits, lively flowing rivers and streams are now within me – and I just keep breathing.

 

And now, I decide to turn toward the other side, to glance down at the dark land. I breathe deeply and perceive that darkness rises from the ground there and has desolated the land. Nothing grows anywhere, nothing pulsates, as the dark took over the desolate waterways and turned them into swamps and trickles. I sense the dryness of the land and the swamps.

 

I feel how the darkness rises behind the horizon and wafts across the land – covering it into a foggy cloud of horror - the darkness of the sky and the canopy suffocating any connection with the Spirit life.

 

I open my pores and my ears, sense and hear the dark land, perceive the murmur and voices of darkness, the drone of fear, the murmur of imprisonment – yet also the cold voices of the warriors and dark rulers.

 

I close my eyes and return to myself. I breathe deeply, open my heart once again wide and say: ”YES! YES. This land, too, is within me and can be!”

 

I allow that this land can communicate with me. I open myself to this land as well and allow my heart-love to flow – not to lighten it, not heal it, yet to conceive this land within myself.

 

I allow, that with every breath a wave of darkness flows into my heart and refines itself there. I allow that the dark land inside of me, through me and with me comes into motion.

 

The wall, I’m sitting on, begins to degenerate, to peter out. With every breath, which I devote to the light and the dark land, the wall fades, loses density and height.

 

And finally I sit on the ground of the borderline between these two lands, perceive and allow that the dark can now flow across into the land of the light and the light into the land of darkness.

 

And by allowing, I feel that a spinning dance starts and gets faster, more powerful with each rotation. Great waves of darkness pulsate over into the land of light and great waves of light roll over into the dark.

 

The spin becomes ever more faster, ever greater the dance of the voices, the storming of light and dark. Less and less I can perceive the single beings, can distinguish the energies.

 

The nature of the poles is shifting more and more. Black-blue and yellow-golden waves turn into emerald green shimmers, which pour out into crystalline bolts and lighten over the land.

 

The forces in my heart merge more and more and so are the worlds around me and within me – whilst I just sit there and allow.