Hello my friend,
It's time to slow down,
To rest your body and open your imagination.
Let's take a quiet journey together,
You don't need to do anything at all,
Just listen and breathe in and out.
Now let's drift together into a peaceful adventure where your imagination can sparkle and play.
Let's go on a journey together to the soft green hills and bushland of Australia.
Imagine a place where the sun is warm,
The breeze is cool and the grass smells fresh and sweet.
All around you are tall whispering gum trees and the smell of eucalyptus leaves.
You can hear the rustle of the breeze,
The distant call of a kookaburra and your own calm breath.
In a cozy burrow deep underground lives a wombat named Wally.
Wally is a little shy and very quiet.
He loves to dig and he's very very good at it.
His paws are like strong tiny shovels and his nose is always twitching sniffing the earth and the air.
Wombats like Wally are expert diggers.
They make tunnels that twist and turn,
Some as long as a school bus or even a house.
Wally's home is snug and warm,
Made of dirt and roots.
It's his safe little home where he sleeps during the day.
You see wombats are nocturnal,
That means they are awake at night.
But right now the sun is setting,
Painting the sky shades of orange,
Pink and purple.
The eucalyptus trees seem to glow as the light fades,
Their long shadows stretching upon the earth.
Wally is just beginning to stir.
Let's imagine we're sitting quietly near Wally's burrow,
Watching,
Waiting and listening.
You can hear the gentle rustle of the wind in the trees,
The soft giggles of the kookaburras as they find their place for the night.
A magpie sings her last few notes before the evening begins.
A kangaroo hops by in the distance.
And now,
Slowly,
Out from their burrow pops a little round nose,
Followed by two furry ears and a big,
Round,
Chunky body.
It's Wally.
He blinks sleepily and sniffs the air.
His fur is thick,
Rough and brown,
And he waddles like a teddy bear.
Wombats might look slow,
But did you know they can actually run really fast when they need to?
Up to 40 kilometres an hour,
Which is faster than most humans can run.
But Wally isn't in a hurry today.
He's heading off on a gentle evening walk,
Just as usual.
The sun starts to dip below the trees.
Let's follow him,
Shall we?
He pads along a soft,
Dirt path,
His feet making tiny prints on the earth.
He stops to nibble some grass.
Crunch,
Crunch,
Crunch.
Wombats are herbivores,
Which means they only eat plants,
Mostly roots,
Bark,
Herbs and grass.
His teeth never stop growing,
Just like a beaver's.
So,
All that chewing keeps them just the right size.
Wally now finds a fallen log to rest against,
And plops himself down with a little sigh.
Let's sit with him for a while in this quiet place.
Can you hear the wind in the leaves?
Whoosh!
Can you feel the evening breeze on your cheeks?
Wally sniffs the air again,
Then looks at you,
Blinking slowly.
He's not scared.
Wombats are very calm animals,
Peaceful and quiet,
Just like this moment.
Do you feel peaceful and quiet right now?
Now,
Here's something funny about wombats.
When they go to the toilet,
They poop in cubes.
Yes,
Really,
Little square shapes.
Isn't that strange?
Scientists think it's so the poop doesn't roll away.
Wombats use their poop to mark their territory and to communicate with other wombats.
They intentionally leave their cube-shaped poops on rocks,
Logs,
Or raised surfaces,
So they don't roll away.
Wally doesn't mind us giggling about that.
He just gives a little snort and waddles off again.
The stars are starting to twinkle now.
So many bright stars.
The sky turns a soft purpley blue,
And the moon peeks out from behind the clouds.
Wally's friend,
A tawny frogmouth,
Which is a bird,
Calls softly from a tree.
It's getting late now.
Wally is tired.
He stretches.
He gives a big wombat yawn.
And starts to shuffle back into his cozy burrow.
He's had a lovely evening walk.
And now it's time to snuggle up and rest.
He disappears into his tunnel,
Safe and warm and peaceful under the earth.
Goodnight,
Wally.
Now,
Let's take a deep breath together.
In.
And out.
Imagine you are curled up too,
In a soft little burrow like Wally's.
Safe and quiet.
Surrounded by gentle earth and soft moss.
The stars above twinkle just for you.
You are calm.
You are safe.
You are loved.
Now,
As you slowly bring your attention back to wherever you are,
Remember that calm and quiet feeling inside of you.
You can carry this gentle,
Peaceful feeling wherever you go.
And you can come back to this feeling whenever you need.
Anytime and anywhere you need.
You are safe.
You are calm.
And you are ready to go about your day or to rest.
Bye for now,
My friend.
