[After trance has been induced:] And now imagining yourselves on the side of a gentle sloping hillside that overlooks the sea, high up, near the top. Each of you will see it in the way that seems most peaceful, safe, and beautiful to him or to her. It is near the end of a very full and complete day. Much has been accomplished, and all of you can feel a great sense of satisfaction. You look down the hill, toward the sea, and there are three [the number of alters to fuse] rivers winding their way to the sea. You watch them flow, peacefully and calmly. The day is near its end. The sun is low over the horizon. As it becomes level on the horizon behind you, all of you are bathed with a beautiful light, that is so bright that unless you look ahead of you, down toward the sea, all you can see is a beautiful field of light. You can no longer see one another, only the rivers as they wind their way to the sea, and the rivers are golden, reflecting the sunlight behind you.
As the sun sinks lower, the gold on the surface of the rivers seems to move into the sea; in fact, by the time I count from one to ten, all of the gold in the rivers has flowed into the sea [count, and indicate the march of the gold into the sea]. The gold from all the rivers have joined the gold of the sun-covered sea—at three, all the gold of the rivers, all of their waters, is completely within the sea. At two, the flow of the water and the ebb and flow of the tide has blended them completely. At one, who could say this water came from one river or the other. All has become one, now and forever. And now, the sun is below the horizon, and what was gold has become purple, red, all of the colors of a beautiful sunset. All of you look around, and can be pleased to find that there are fewer of you who remain separate, and that those who do can feel the tremendous satisfaction of a job well done, and an even stronger sense of how all of you, at the right time and place, can find a way to be one.
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