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My words are concluded. I give you all my love. Good evening.

My words are concluded. I give you all my love. Good evening.

Minearisa (Cathy): This is Minearisa. I would like for all of you to [[participate]] briefly in a short experiential [[exercise]]. Indeed, it is [[necessary]] to forgive yourself your [[transgressions]], be they real or imagined, before you can open heartedly forgive transgressions in others. Please close your eyes and [[imagine]] at the heel of each foot a spigot which you will now close. Imagine bright white [[light]] entering through the top of your head, and let it slowly [[flow]] down [[illuminating]] the inside of your cranium like thick honey and down through your throat and let this bright, warm, loving light drip down your collarbones and fill each arm with that lovely, warm [[glow]], reaching all the way down to your fingertips. Let it continue flowing down your spine through the area of your [[heart]], [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Solar_plexus solar plexus], abdomen, and at the hips let it split and drip slowly down each femur through the knees, illuminating the calves from the inside, and let it pool at your feet. Now I will give you a moment to create one specific instance in which you [[committed]] an [[act]] of which you are not proud something you have not fully forgiven yourself for. This [[TR]] has given me permission to [[share]] her [[thoughts]] of not being present when her mother died. Please take a moment to fully [[visualize]] this instance.

Minearisa (Cathy): This is Minearisa. I would like for all of you to [[participate]] briefly in a short experiential [[exercise]]. Indeed, it is [[necessary]] to forgive yourself your [[transgressions]], be they real or imagined, before you can open heartedly forgive transgressions in others. Please close your eyes and [[imagine]] at the heel of each foot a spigot which you will now close. Imagine bright white [[light]] entering through the top of your head, and let it slowly [[flow]] down [[illuminating]] the inside of your cranium like thick honey and down through your throat and let this bright, warm, loving light drip down your collarbones and fill each arm with that lovely, warm [[glow]], reaching all the way down to your fingertips. Let it continue flowing down your spine through the area of your [[heart]], [https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Solar_plexus solar plexus], abdomen, and at the hips let it split and drip slowly down each femur through the knees, illuminating the calves from the inside, and let it pool at your feet. Now I will give you a moment to create one specific instance in which you [[committed]] an [[act]] of which you are not proud something you have not fully forgiven yourself for. This [[TR]] has given me permission to [[share]] her [[thoughts]] of not being present when her mother died. Please take a moment to fully [[visualize]] this instance.

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