Hello and welcome.
It's time to slow down now.
You've had a busy day,
And now it's time to let your mind and your body rest.
So settle in somewhere comfortable.
Let your breathing become slow and deep.
Tonight,
I'm going to tell you a story about Olive the Owl and a very,
Very special garden.
A garden that only appears when the day is ready to become night.
Are you ready?
Let's begin.
High in her oak tree,
Olive the Owl was getting ready for evening.
She smoothed her feathers.
She stretched her wings.
She watched the sky change from blue to purple to deep,
Deep,
Dark blue.
Tonight felt different.
Tonight,
Olive the Owl could smell something sweet in the air.
Something like flowers and warm cookies.
Down below,
She could hear voices.
Benny the Badger was upset.
Terrible day,
He said.
Nothing went right.
I'm too frustrated to sleep.
Nearby,
Luna the Deer was standing very still,
But her ears kept moving.
Tomorrow,
I have to lead the other deer to the new meadow,
She whispered.
But what if I get lost?
What if I let everyone down?
Olive glided down to her friends.
I can smell the dream garden tonight,
She said softly.
Would you like to see it?
Dream garden?
Asked Benny the Badger,
His grumbling stopping.
What's that?
Luna asked,
Her ears perking up.
Olive's eyes twinkled.
The dream garden only appears on nights when someone needs to learn the secret of peaceful sleep.
Come,
Follow me.
She led them deeper into the forest.
Past the trees that they know.
Past the little stream.
To a place they'd never seen before.
There,
In an open space,
With moonlight shining down,
Was the most beautiful garden.
But this wasn't like any garden they had ever seen.
The flowers seemed to glow.
Some of them looked like clouds.
Some looked like stars.
Welcome to the dream garden,
Olive said.
This is where today changes into dreams.
In the middle of the garden stood a big old tree with shiny silver bark.
That's the letting go tree,
Olive said.
Watch.
As they watched,
Tiny lights began floating toward the tree.
Some lights were grey and heavy.
Other lights were bright and sharp.
These are all the hard moments from today,
Olive said.
Benny the badger watched a grey light that looked like his frustration floating toward the tree.
What happened to them,
He asked.
Watch,
Olive whispered.
When the lights touched the tree,
Something magical happened.
They began to change.
The grey lights became soft blue bubbles.
The sharp lights became gentle golden drops.
Every hard moment,
Olive said,
Becomes something beautiful here.
Your frustration,
Benny,
Is becoming peaceful dreams.
Your worries,
Luna,
Are becoming brave dreams.
Luna stepped closer to the tree.
But what about tomorrow?
Olive smiled and pointed to another part of the garden.
There,
Growing in rows,
Were plants that looked like tiny suns.
Those are tomorrow plants,
She said.
And they grow while you sleep.
What do they grow,
Benny asked,
His voice much calmer now.
Strength,
Olive said.
And courage.
And everything you need for tomorrow.
While you sleep tonight,
Olive continued,
These plants will grow.
And when you wake up,
You'll be ready for whatever comes.
Luna took a deep breath.
So I don't have to worry?
Your dreams will help you,
Olive said.
And Benny yawned.
I think I'm ready to let go of today now.
Good,
Olive said.
They watched as the last heavy feelings floated to the tree and changed into beautiful dream stuff.
The garden began to glow brighter.
Now,
Olive said softly,
Close your eyes.
Think of how you want to feel tomorrow.
Benny thought,
I want to wake up feeling calm.
And Luna thought,
I want to wake up feeling brave.
They each put their hands on the soft ground.
Three small plants appeared and began to grow.
These will grow while you sleep,
Olive said.
The friends felt sleepy.
The garden smelled sweet,
Like a lullaby.
Time to go back now,
Olive said.
But remember,
The dream garden is always here.
Every night,
It changes your day into peaceful dreams.
As they walked back,
Benny curled up in his home,
No longer frustrated.
Luna lay down in her favorite spot,
No longer worried.
And Olive settled on her branch.
Sleep well,
She whispered to the forest.
Let go of today.
Let your dreams grow.
Tomorrow is ready for you.
The stars twinkled.
The wind whispered.
And three friends slept peacefully.
Knowing that every day's end was tomorrow's beginning.
The End.
Good night.