Good evening,
It's Gina here.
Tonight we're going to go on a special adventure and meet a volcano who learned how to rest her busy,
Bubbling heart.
So,
Let's get cosy.
Snuggle into your pillow.
Feel your body getting soft and heavy,
Like a warm blanket sinking into the bed.
Take a slow,
Deep breath in through your nose and sigh it all out through your mouth.
Let's do that again.
In… Letting your day melt away.
Far away,
In the middle of a bright blue ocean,
There was a little volcano named Lulu.
She wasn't very tall,
And her top was round like a sleepy turtle shell.
Every morning,
The sun would rise over her shoulders,
And inside her belly,
She would feel a little bubble.
Blop.
Another one.
Blop.
That was the lava waking up.
Warm,
Glowing,
Excited to stretch and dance.
Lulu loved her bubbles.
When she felt them rise,
She would giggle,
And sometimes,
Poof,
A tiny puff of steam would drift into the sky.
The birds would laugh and say,
Oh Lulu,
You're so lively,
And she would smile proudly,
Sending another puff,
Poof,
Just to make them happy.
But one afternoon,
Lulu started bubbling too much.
Glut,
Glut,
Glut.
Her tummy rumbled,
Her sides trembled,
And before she knew it,
Boom,
She erupted in a big,
Fiery burst.
Lava splashed everywhere,
And though it was beautiful,
When it was over,
Lulu felt tired,
And a little sad.
She whispered,
Why can't I stay calm like the big volcanoes?
They seem so peaceful.
A gentle ocean nearby heard her sigh.
A wave rolled close and said softly,
Even volcanoes need to rest,
Little one.
Would you like me to teach you how?
Lulu nodded,
Her steam swirling in the moonlight.
Close your eyes,
Said the ocean,
Feel the warm glow in your belly,
Now take a slow breath in through your nose,
Fill your chest all the way,
And then let it flow out through your mouth like steam.
Lulu tried,
In,
Out.
Her lava bubbled gently,
But not too much.
The ocean smiled,
Good,
Again,
In,
Let your fire grow warm and kind,
And out,
Let the extra energy drift away into the sky.
The more Lulu breathed,
The calmer she felt.
The bubbles in her belly slowed,
The stars twinkled above her like tiny candles,
And the whole island glowed softly in her gentle womb.
From that night on,
Whenever Lulu felt too fizzy or full of energy,
She remembered the ocean's breathing trick.
She didn't need to hold her lava in,
She just needed to breathe and let the warmth settle.
So now,
Each evening,
As the sky turns pink and the sea hums its lullaby,
Lulu takes her volcano breaths in,
And out,
And out,
And slowly,
Quietly,
The little volcano drifts into peaceful sleep,
Her lava glowing like a nightlight under the stars.
You can rest too,
Place your hand on your belly,
Just like Lulu,
Breathe in softly,
And sigh out slowly.
You are safe,
You are warm,
And it's time to dream.
Good night,
My friend.
