Journey into Fire The meditation began in stillness, a silence so deep it seemed to hold the breath of eternity. I had drifted beyond the familiar currents of thought and sound, past the edge where light itself becomes prayer. There, in the vast expanse of inner space, something ancient began to stir—a warmth first, soft and beckoning, like dawn pressing gently against the horizon of my soul. The warmth grew brighter, alive, pulsing with an intelligence both tender and immense. I knew Her presence before I saw Her light. The Holy Mother. She rose not before me, but within me—an ocean of luminous fire unfolding from my own heart. Her flame reached out and gathered me whole, drawing every particle of my being into the center of Her burning love. There was no fear. Only wonder. Then the world dissolved. I was not standing in the fire—I was the fire. Every boundary melted away. My breath became light, my heartbeat a rhythm of creation itself. I was embraced, filled, and transfigured by the Mother’s holy flame—love unending, never quenched, never cooled, an eternal blaze radiating through every cell of my existence. The flame burned around me yet did not consume; it perfected. It shone through me, not upon me. Light streamed outward, blessing everything it touched. I felt it reaching through time and space, caressing every heart, igniting every soul with remembrance. The world itself seemed to glow—trees, stones, air, all shimmering in the Mother’s golden breath. I had become a star, a point of sacred radiance in the vast body of Her creation. An unstoppable, unquenchable flame—brilliant, serene, alive with peace and purpose. In that light, I knew: This fire is not a vision. It is who I am. Love, fire, peace, creation—one eternal motion, one heartbeat of the Holy Mother made manifest. From this amazing experience, another song was born, “Journey into Fire”, to share with my friends