Welcome.
It's time to rest.
Find a comfortable position.
Allow your eyes to soften.
And take a deep breath in.
And out.
Let the world grow quiet around you.
And begin to drift into a calm,
Gentle stillness.
Tonight you'll journey to a small island by the sea.
A place where the air smells of salt and wildflowers.
And a single lighthouse stands.
Its golden light sweeping softly over the waves.
Imagine the rhythm of the ocean.
Waves rolling in,
One by one.
Each one slower,
Softer than the last.
You stand on a weathered wooden dock.
Feeling the boards creak beneath your feet.
The evening sky is painted in deep blue and violet.
The last light of sunset fading beyond the horizon.
A small boat waits for you.
Its oars resting quietly across the seats.
A lantern swaying at the bow.
You step in.
The boat rocking gently as you settle.
With each stroke of the oars.
You drift farther from the shore.
Closer to the island that glows faintly in the distance.
When you arrive.
You step onto soft sand.
The beach sparkles with seashells.
Pearlescent fragments of stories from the sea.
A narrow path winds upward through tall grass.
Lit only by the lighthouse beam.
That sweeps across the sky every few moments.
As you climb the hill.
You can hear the call of distant skulls.
The gentle whisper of wind through the grass.
And the low steady hum of the ocean.
At the top stands the lighthouse.
Tall,
White,
Timeless.
Its stones are smooth from years of wind and rain.
The keeper greets you with a kind smile.
Their eyes are warm.
As if they've been expecting you.
Come in,
They say softly.
The night is calm.
And the light is strong.
Inside the air is warm and still.
The keeper pours tea.
Chamomile and honey.
And together you sit by a small window.
Watching the lanterns glow sweep over the water.
Each turn of the light feels like a breath.
Steady,
Patient,
Peaceful.
The keeper tells stories of the sea.
How the whales sing beneath the waves.
How the stars reflect so clearly in the tide.
That the night sky seems to fall right into the ocean.
Their voice is slow,
Soothing.
Filling the room with calm.
You begin to feel your body sink deeper into rest.
Your shoulders heavy.
Your breath long and soft.
The keeper invites you to climb the spiral stairs.
Step by step.
You rise slowly.
Hearing the quiet echo of your own footsteps.
At the top,
You find the great lantern.
Its glass glimmering with golden light.
You can see the entire world below.
The gentle curve of the sea.
The stars scattered like jewels.
The soft dark of the sleeping island.
The light moves in slow circles.
Sweeping across the water.
A calm rhythm that matches your breath.
Inhale.
The light turns.
Exhale.
The light fades.
You realise that the lighthouse has always been here.
A guardian of the night.
A symbol of peace.
In this moment,
You feel safe.
You lie down near the lantern room.
Wrapped in a soft blanket.
Listening to the quiet pulse of the sea below.
The light continues its endless turning.
Guiding ships.
And now,
Guiding your dreams.
The waves murmur softly to the rocks.
Like lullabies in an ancient tongue.
And as your breath slows.
And your body melts into stillness.
The world fades into gentle silence.
You are safe.
You are loved.
You are light.
Sleep well.
Keeper of the light.
Sleep deeply.
Sleep peacefully.
Good night.
