Embracing the Flame Within
I wake up with a warm, steady pressure sitting in my center. It’s the kind of feeling that lets me know something in me is paying attention to a sign. I’m listening to a Clubhouse room while easing into the morning, not expecting anything, just letting the words move around me. Then a few phrases land in the exact place where that warmth sits, and my whole body responds.
I pause and notice it. My breath shifts. My awareness sharpens. I let myself feel the spark as it is without forcing meaning on it. That small pull in my solar plexus tells the truth. Something in me wants to open. Something in me wants to speak.
I sit with the moment and let it stay simple. Just me recognizing the energy rising in my body and choosing not to brush it aside. This is the beginning for me, the steady sensation in my solar plexus and the honest pull that tells me to follow the spark instead of turning away.
The Cosmic Pressure
The spark pulls me deeper into my body, and I feel the weight of the sky press against me in a way that’s familiar. My transits always show up first as sensation. Saturn sits heavy at my back, not restricting me, just reminding me to move with intention. It shows up as a slow and steady inhale, a longer pause before I respond, a quiet awareness that I can’t bypass what’s in front of me.
My Mars placement pulls heat and passion into my emotional body. It lives close to the surface. Some days it shows up as a twirling knots in my stomach before it softens into clarity. Some days it feels like my breath catching right under my ribs, pushing me toward honesty. The current Mars energy hits that place in me that wants to protect, create, react, and reveal all at once. I feel it as a tightening in my solar plexus that eventually transmutes into confidence when I let myself stay with it.
The cosmic pressure doesn’t feel abstract or distant. It feels like the shift in my breathing when I’m holding something important. It feels like the heaviness behind my eyes when an old wound asks to be seen again. It feels like my chest expanding when I remember I can take up space without shrinking myself.
This is how the Universe moves through me. It shows up in my body, in the pacing of my thoughts, in the instinct to pull back or push forward. I listen to it because it always tells the truth in sensations long before I understand the message.
The pressure is here to guide me into myself, to show me what needs my attention, and to remind me that I can hold more than I used to.
Entering the Space
I bring myself into the moment with intention. I sit and breathe until my body settles. I use this pause to check in with myself. I pay attention to the tension in my shoulders, the warmth in my solar plexus, and the way my breath moves through me. These cues help me understand where my energy is and what I’m carrying.
I let my awareness deepen. I notice what feels active in my body and what feels quiet. This is how I open space in my practice. I slow down enough to hear myself without rushing to fix or interpret anything. The clarity comes from presence.
My dragon energy rises when I am grounded and receptive. It shows up as steadiness and strength. I acknowledge her and let my dragon support me. She is fierce, honest and she is mine.
The space shifts because I shift. I choose to be fully present, and that choice sets the tone for everything that follows. This is how I prepare for transformation. I get centered, I listen to my body, and I let my energy align before I move forward.
Questions I move through as I enter this space:
- What is my body saying before my mind tries to speak for it?
- Where do I feel the truth showing up in my body right now?
- Is my solar plexus tight, warm, open, or asking for attention?
- What emotion is sitting closest to the surface?
- What support do I need before I go deeper?
- What energy am I bringing in that I might need to shift or release?
These questions keep me aligned with myself. They help me create a grounded space without performing for the ritual. They remind me that preparation begins with presence.
Becoming Fire
As my energy settles, the warmth in my solar plexus grows until it feels like its own pulse. I breathe into it and feel the fire spread through my body in a slow, deliberate wave. This is where the shift happens for me. In the heat that rises when I let myself be honest about what I’m carrying.
I feel my spine lengthen as if my body is making space for a fuller version of me. The strength behind me sharpens, and my dragon energy moves closer. Her presence shows up as clarity in my thoughts and a steady pressure at my back that reminds me to stand my ground. I let her energy merge with mine. I feel the confidence building in my chest. I trust the heat that rises in me.
As the fire gathers, I ask my spirit team what this moment is revealing to me. I pay attention to the sensations that grow louder when I stop distracting myself. I notice where my energy pulls back and where it surges forward. These shifts show me the truth long before my words catch up.
The warmth turns into clarity, and clarity turns into power I can feel in my hands and jaw. Boundaries come into focus. I see where I’ve been giving too much, where I’ve been holding back, and where I’ve been quiet when my body wanted to speak. I breathe through the discomfort instead of abandoning myself. This is part of my practice now which is meeting the fire without fear and letting it teach me what needs to change.
I let the heat move through the places where I’ve been holding tension. I feel it break apart the excuses I’ve been repeating to stay comfortable. I feel the truth beneath the story. When I let the fire clear space in me, I become more honest about what I want and what I will no longer hold.
My body feels heavier and lighter at the same time, like I’m stepping into myself with more certainty. The dragon’s strength surrounds me as support and as a reminder of what I already know. The fire sharpens my voice and brings me back to myself. I feel the words form in me: I choose myself. I hold my boundaries. I stop dimming my light to make anything easier.
The fire settles into a steady glow in my center. I feel grounded, present, and awake. This is the moment I claim myself again. This is where the ritual becomes real in my body. This is where the transformation takes root.
Meeting the Shadows
The glow in my center makes the next layer rise without hesitation. Whenever the fire settles, the shadows show themselves. They move in quietly, the way old truths always do. I feel the first wave as a tightening in my throat, a small heaviness behind my ribs, the familiar signal that something in me wants to be acknowledged.
I don’t turn away from it. I stay present and let the feeling come into focus. My body tells the story before my mind tries to explain it. I notice where I’ve been holding disappointment. I notice where resentment still sits in the corners of my heart. I let myself feel the sting instead of dodging it. This is where the real work happens for me. The shadow only grows when I avoid it.
I breathe into the heaviness and ask myself what I’ve been trying not to see. The answer doesn’t land as a sentence. It lands as sensation. A pull in my solar plexus. A flicker of frustration in my jaw. A softness in my chest that comes when I finally stop pretending something doesn’t matter. Each sensation is a truth waiting for air.
I let the fire in me meet the shadow without trying to fix her. I simply witness what rises. I watch the stories I’ve been carrying. I watch the ways I’ve minimized my own needs. I watch the moments I stayed silent to keep the peace. The fire brings all of it to the surface, and I let myself feel the weight of it.
As I breathe, the shadow begins to shift. She stops feeling like a threat and starts feeling like information. My dragon energy stands steady behind me, holding the space with a strength that reminds me I can face anything that comes up. I let the fire move into the places I’ve kept closed. I feel the release as my body softens.
This part of the ritual is about honesty. I let myself name what hurts without judgment. I let myself admit what I need without apology. I let myself feel where I’ve been out of alignment and where I’m ready to change. This is the kind of truth that clears space. This is the kind of truth that frees me.
I breathe again and feel the shadow dissolve. Shifting into wisdom I can carry. The fire in my center steadies. The space around me feels clearer. I feel lighter, grounded, and more connected to myself than before.
This is the release. This is the moment where the shadow stops running the show. This is where I reclaim the parts of me I once pushed away.
Closing and Carrying
The energy settles around me as the last of the shadow love clears. The fire in my solar plexus steadies into a warm, grounded glow. I feel myself come back into my body fully, aware of the room, the weight of my hands, the rhythm of my breath. I take a slow inhale and let it anchor me. The ritual has already done its work. Now I let it close.
I offer my gratitude out loud. I thank my body for holding me through each layer. I thank my dragon energy for the strength and clarity she brings into every part of my practice. I thank the cosmic pressure for guiding me toward the truth I needed to face. Gratitude helps me shift from intensity into integration. It helps me recognize that I am not the same person who entered this moment.
I sit for a few breaths and pay attention to what feels different. My shoulders are looser. My chest feels open. The fire in my center is steady instead of restless. These small changes matter. They show me what I am carrying forward from this work. This is how transformation takes root. In the way I breathe, in the way I respond, in the way I hold myself after the ritual is complete.
Before I close, I ask myself what support I need for the rest of the day. Sometimes it’s movement. Sometimes stillness. Sometimes water or silence or a moment outside. I choose whatever keeps me aligned with the work I just did. I take one final breath to seal everything in my body, not by force, but through intention.
The ritual closes gently. The energy settles. The flame stays with me, warm and present, ready to guide my next steps. I carry it into my day as a reminder that my power is always here, waiting for me to choose it again.
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