Your Gold

A stream, high in the mountains, is being panned for gold.
You are given a battered old lead pan.
People line the stream beside you in faith that you will lead them to gold.
Once you teach yourself how to pan for gold, you realise that the gold you are finding is being created by you simply by seeing it.
Gold drops from your fingertips and your footprints in the shallow sand of the stream leave a ream of gold wherever you pass.
You see gold everywhere.
You hand the pan to the person next in line and teach them how to pan for gold.
As you walk downstream, you watch as each person in turn recognises the gold, learns how to pan for it, passing the pan and the lesson to the next in line.
Your footprints fill the stream with gold and your touch turns the earth and everything on it into gold.
Once you have recognised your gold and passed on these lessons, you climb the mountain to find your soul mate waiting for you.
However he is trapped inside a Nepalese stupa.
Your kiss frees him from this frozen state and as he turns from stone into flesh you rise above him to become the sun.
As the sun you shine and sparkle as you beat down upon the earth.
Your beams enter the earth and you become the soil and the dirt.
You nourish, flourish and grow.
You set roots deep in the ground and grow tall and stand firm.
As the Oak tree you give shelter shade and protection.
Billowed by the wind, you gently bend in the breeze.
Your leaves extend into the atmosphere and glide and flutter and hover and become the blue of the sky.
As Air, you whip through the desert and challenge the mountain and the sand.
You bring a scented change of renewal and blow all out to sea.
You become the waves and ebb and flow with the tide.
You surge and swell and blow bubbles of joy and wash away and wear down.
Cleansing, soothing, flowing and floating you join hands with the moon and move in rhythm with the magnetic pulses of the earth and the lunar energy.
You dive deep into the oceans and swim until you reach the centre of the earth molten with volcanic charges.
You cannot stem these flows of lava – you release and subside and flow and float until you finally erupt through molten gases and explosions.
You become the flame – you are the fire.
You grow bright and magnificent and shine and sparkle.
The wind may dim your flame at times but will never extinguish you.
The Sun fortifies you.
The Moonlight recharges you.
The Earth provides fuel for you to burn and feed your fire.
The river in your heart will continue to flow from its source high in the mountains where you are given a battered old lead pan........