Settle in.
Let the day's debris fall away.
Really doesn't matter anymore,
Does it?
Cast your mind back to when you were small.
Bedtime wasn't a chore.
It was a sanctuary.
Do you remember that feeling of absolute safety?
You didn't have to earn the right for rest then.
You don't have to earn it now.
Let your breathing match the rhythm of the night.
It's slow.
It's inevitable.
You're simply returning to that place of ease.
Focus on the crown of your head.
Imagine a cool velvet-like light moving downwards.
Washing away the residue of the day.
Notice how your brow,
Your jaw,
Your shoulders.
Soften.
You aren't forcing relaxation.
You're just observing.
Where you've been holding on.
And inviting it to let go.
You're becoming beautifully present.
To this sensation of rest.
Focus on your right arm.
Feel it heavy yet strangely light.
Notice the contrast.
Now take a step back and simply observe your body from a quiet distance.
You are the vessel and right now the vessel is docking in a very quiet harbour.
You're separate from the tension.
You're the observer.
And the observer is always.
Always at peace.
Notice your environment.
The ticking clock.
They are just sounds.
They don't have an invitation to your inner world.
You perceive only the perfect.
Refined silence.
Of your own peace.
There is no doing here.
There is only the transition into awareness.
Notice how profound this calm feels.
You don't have to try to sleep.
Trying is just another form of doing.
This is about allowing.
The world will be there tomorrow.
It can wait.
As your body sings.
Notice the weight of it.
It's a comfort.
Sleep isn't something you need to hunt for.
It's happening all by itself.
You are perfect.
And you're finished for the day.
