The Flame Within

The Lynx´s Path - Chapter 34

The second day of February carried the lingering energy of Imbolc, a continuation of its promise and light. The man woke with a sense of clarity, the air around him feeling lighter and charged with potential. Today felt like a day to focus inward, to tend to the flame that had been kindled within him.

At his altar, he lit the candle from the previous day’s ritual. Its warm glow filled the room, a reminder of the light he had invited into his life. He placed his hands over his heart and closed his eyes, focusing on his breath and the rhythm of his heartbeat. The lynx’s energy was calm yet present, her silent watchfulness urging him to trust in the quiet strength he carried.

Inspired, he began a practice of movement meditation. With slow, deliberate steps, he walked the room, each movement an expression of gratitude for his body and its connection to the earth. As he moved, he whispered:

“The flame within me grows steady and strong. I carry its warmth with me.”

The afternoon drew him outside, where the sunlight melted patches of frost from the ground. Carrying a small notebook, he wandered to his favorite grove and sat beneath a tree. He opened the notebook to a blank page and wrote:

“What fuels my inner flame?”

“How can I protect it from being extinguished?”

“Where will it guide me next?”

The answers came slowly, not as words but as feelings—gentle nudges from his intuition. He trusted them, knowing that some truths revealed themselves only in time.

That evening, as the sun dipped below the horizon, he returned to his altar for a closing ritual. He held the candle in his hands and whispered a final intention:

“I honor the flame within me. May it light my path, guide my steps, and warm my soul.”

In his journal, he reflected:

“The flame is not just a symbol—it is a living force. It asks to be nurtured, trusted, and carried forward. Today, I honor the light within and the journey it illuminates.”
Location: Sweden

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