"I Can't Visualise" and Other Things Women Tell Me Before an Immram Journey

Hi lovely,

I hope this letter finds you somewhere soft enough to pause for a few moments.

Perhaps with a warm drink nearby, a candle flickering gently, or the late afternoon light spilling across the room.

Lately, I've been thinking a lot about our inner landscapes.

The places within us that hold memories, symbols, feelings, and quiet wisdom.

The places we often forget are there at all.

Today's journal entry is inspired by something I have witnessed many times over the years while holding space for women.

A moment that never quite loses its magic.

A moment of remembering.

So, settle in, take a gentle breath, and let's wander inward together.

🌿✨

One of the things I have come to love most about this work is that it continually reminds me that we carry so much more within us than we realise.

Beneath the busyness.

Beneath the noise.

Beneath all the reasons we tell ourselves that we aren't intuitive, creative, or connected enough.

There is a rich inner world quietly waiting for our attention.

Over the years, I have witnessed this again and again through Immram journeys.

An Immram is an old Celtic word meaning a voyage or journey.

For me, it is an inner voyage. A gentle wandering into the landscapes, symbols, memories and wisdom that already live within us.

No two journeys are ever the same.

And there is no right way to experience one.

One of the reasons I continue to love these journeys is because they so often surprise people.

Not with something they didn't have before.

But with something that has quietly been there all along.

A knowing.

An image.

A memory.

A feeling.

A part of themselves waiting to be noticed.

There is a moment that happens often during these journeys, and it never seems to lose its magic.

A woman opens her eyes, looks a little surprised, and says,

"I never usually see anything in meditations…"

And then she begins sharing the colours, symbols, landscapes, feelings and wisdom that arose for her.

I smile every time.

Because I've learned that what women believe about themselves and what is actually possible are often two very different things.

Many women arrive carrying stories like:

• My mind is too busy.
• I can't meditate.
• I can't visualise.
• Nothing ever happens for me.

I hear these words often.

And yet, so often, something shifts.

I think part of it is that an Immram isn't about forcing ourselves to see something.

It's not about getting it right.

It's not about creating a perfect visualisation.

Instead, it's an invitation to notice.

To become curious.

Sometimes women see landscapes.

Sometimes they feel sensations.

Sometimes they simply know.

Sometimes a single symbol stays with them long after the journey has ended.

There is no right way to journey.

One of the things I've noticed over the years is that women are often so quick to dismiss what arises within them.

A colour appears.

A feeling surfaces.

A landscape unfolds.

And almost immediately they say,

"I probably made that up."

As though imagination itself isn't a doorway.

As though the inner world isn't worthy of trust.

Yet I have come to believe that much of our wisdom arrives this way.

Quietly.

Symbolically.

Gently.

Perhaps that is why I love Immram journeys so much.

I don't take women somewhere during these journeys.

I simply walk beside them as they rediscover places that have been quietly waiting within them all along.

Places of knowing.

Places of memory.

Places of wisdom.

And I wonder if that is what many of us are truly longing for.

Not another technique.

Not another thing to learn.

But permission to trust what is already there.

To remember that we carry a rich inner landscape within us.

A place that perhaps hasn't been visited in a very long time.

We don't need to force our way into these places.

We don't need to become more spiritual.

Or more intuitive.

Or better at meditating.

✨ We simply need to feel safe enough to listen.

And when a woman opens her eyes and says,

"I never usually see anything in meditations…"

I smile.

Because I know she has just remembered something important.

Not that she can visualise.

But that there is a rich inner world within her.

And that perhaps…

she can trust herself there.

🌿✨

A gentle reflection...

Have there been moments in your life when something arose within you that you quickly dismissed?

A feeling.

A knowing.

A dream.

A symbol.

A quiet sense that something mattered.

What might change if, just for a moment, you became curious about it instead?

🌿

With Much love and blessings
Tash /|\