The Serene Spanish Village - A Guided Sleep Story

Enjoy a beautiful bike ride across the Spanish countryside before arriving at a serene, hidden village. You will journey through the historic streets and visit the main square, where there is a food market for you to explore. You find a quiet street, meet a new friend, and enjoy a relaxing drink on the seafront before going back to your own private villa, ready to relax and fall asleep.

Music from Liborio Conti & YT Audio Library
Sound Effects Included: Soft Breeze, Bicycle, Birdsong, Footsteps, Faint Outdoor Crowds, Ocean Waves, Cat Purr

Transcript

A warm welcome to this guided sleep story,

Where we will take a calming and relaxing trip to a quiet village in Spain.

Before we begin,

We will do a short relaxation session,

Preparing you for a good nights sleep.

Always remember that there is no right or wrong here,

And there is no particular way that you should feel in these moments.

Each experience is as unique as us all,

So try to let go of any pressure you might be putting on yourself to feel certain things or perhaps fall asleep quickly tonight.

It doesn't matter if you do or you don't,

If you simply follow my voice and allow these words to wash over you,

Then you will enter a world of deep relaxation where you can rest and recover.

So,

When you are ready,

Just feel your eyelids becoming heavier and heavier with each passing blink until they gently close.

Remind yourself that this is your time to relax.

There is nothing left to do and nothing left to think.

The day is done now,

Whatever has happened is already in the past and here in this moment the future is beyond our reach.

So if thoughts arise about the day or the week that has been or the days ahead of you,

Then acknowledge that these thoughts are completely normal and valid.

They are part of what makes us human,

Which is a wonderful thing.

But also kindly remind yourself that these thoughts or concerns are of no use to us now and tonight there is no need to engage with them.

They are simply thoughts as fleeting as shooting stars across the night sky.

You are safe tonight and you are protected.

You can be reassured by the fact that my voice and these stories will never take you anywhere that is unpleasant.

Your sleepy cat is simply here to guide you on your own twilight adventures and to help you enter a world of magic and peace where you can be completely free.

And now we will do a short guided breathing pattern called 3-4-5.

This will allow you to slow down and relax,

Preparing your body and your mind for a wonderful,

Peaceful rest.

When you are ready,

Breathe in through the nose for three,

Hold for four,

And breathe out for five,

Let all of it go now,

Again that's in for three,

Hold for four,

And release,

Blowing away the thoughts of yesterday,

Today and tomorrow,

Again in for three,

Hold,

And let it go.

Continue to breathe in this way in your own time and with each breath out allow your body to sink just that bit deeper into your mattress.

And now allow the breath to fall back into a natural rhythm.

Enjoy this new peace flowing through your body.

As you feel these new sensations and go deeper into a world of comfort,

You can allow your mind to soften and your imagination to unlock as we venture into the heart of the serene Spanish village.

You are cycling along an old gravel road in the vast Spanish countryside.

Your bike is decorated in your favorite color with white handlebars and a white seat.

The late morning sun beams down from the clear blue sky,

Warming your entire body.

The path underneath you is thin and narrow and the silvery white stones leave a trail of dust in your wake.

On each side of you are flourishing fields of green and yellow which extend as far as the eye can see.

The silhouette curves of the distant hills are tracing the horizon.

Tall thin trees are dotted down the track on both sides.

Their dark leaves fall in a gentle rain as you cycle under their partial shade.

Specks of sunlight create a collection of spotlights on the track in front of you,

Glimmering in gold.

In the distance,

Down the hill,

You can see a tiny village tucked neatly away in a small valley of green.

The terracotta roof tiles are unforgettable and the tall church tower from the main square stands high and proud above the rest of the buildings.

You breathe in the pure,

Fresh air,

Slow and deep,

As you continue to gently cycle down the hill and towards the village.

The breeze kisses your skin and ripples through your clothes,

Creating the perfect balance against the hot morning sun.

As you arrive at the bottom of the hill,

You find the entrance to the village.

In front of you are narrow,

Cobbled streets surrounded by many cream-colored houses lined with wooden beams and topped with those iconic terracotta roof tiles.

Some of the buildings reveal their natural stonework,

Slightly uneven but with a rustic beauty.

Many houses have small balconies filled with summer flowers of red,

Blue and yellow and bright green plants that reach over the balcony and flow down the sides of many buildings.

As you ride through the quiet streets,

You pass by the ordinary people of the village,

Going about their daily life.

There are people sweeping the streets and watering the plants on their balconies and their doorsteps.

Many are smiling and some are even singing or humming a happy tune.

An old lady cycles past you with her basket full of fresh fruit and vegetables.

All of them give you a welcoming smile as you pass and you instantly feel at home here,

Like you truly belong.

There are no cars on these streets and this small,

Quaint village is untouched by tourism.

You ride past a collection of stalls,

All are selling unique homemade wares,

Jewelry,

Clothing,

Instruments,

Shoes and rugs.

Everything moves at a slower,

Calmer pace here.

There is no need to hurry,

You can take all the time in the world to enjoy this charming and historic village,

Full of beauty and infused with memory.

You come to the end of the narrow street that opens to the main square.

In many spots around the square,

You see the beginnings of other streets just like the one you have come from.

The square is comforting and homely,

Filled with life,

Music,

Laughter and freedom.

In the next moment,

You fasten your bike to the rack and stroll into the square.

Right ahead of you is the bell tower you saw on your way here.

The first half rises in a light brown brick,

Blending into a smooth,

Pure white for the top third.

Another terracotta roof covers the brass bell that overlooks the Mediterranean countryside.

The buildings are old,

Full of history,

Passion and magic.

The stonework is slightly out of line,

But it gives the architecture a distinct charm.

Happy,

Smiling faces wander through the square,

Chattering away.

There is a small fountain in the middle where children are throwing in coins,

Closing their eyes tight and making a wish.

Over to your right is a big market that is shaded under a white tent.

The stalls here sell fresh,

Homegrown fruit and vegetables.

You can see customers bartering with shopkeepers and you can smell hints of all the delicious food on display.

You wander across the cobbled stones and enter the market.

You welcome the cool sensation of shade now as you find cover under the white tent.

There is a kind-faced old man perched on a stool outside his stall.

He is surrounded by boxes and crates piled with fresh oranges and lemons,

Apples,

Strawberries,

Grapefruit and pears.

There are bananas,

Peaches,

Apricots and cherries.

Other boxes contain tomatoes,

Aubergine,

Potatoes,

Garlic and different healthy greens.

You are spoilt for choice and you decide to pick one fruit now to enjoy in the afternoon sun.

You pay the friendly old shopkeeper and work your way back through the market and out at the other side.

As you emerge from the tent,

You feel the heat of the sun warming your skin and you take a deep,

Healing breath as you feel your entire body relax and your mind empty.

You sit now on a wooden bench and take the first bite of your fruit.

You are amazed at the fresh,

Sweet taste coupled with the perfect texture.

It's as if you are trying this fruit for the first time again and savouring every single bite.

As you enjoy your fruit,

You take in this vibrant square,

The rustic buildings and the peaceful atmosphere.

You cannot help but feel as if you have been here before,

Perhaps in a dream.

It is a beautiful and charming place.

And then,

Through a narrow street in front of you,

You spot the beginnings of a small harbour where a few boats are tied up.

A sense of wonder overtakes you and you cannot resist walking in that direction.

The noise from the square begins to fade as you stroll down this hidden street.

Above you,

Two ladies are bringing in the day's laundry and chattering away across their balconies.

You pass by a calm ginger cat perched on a ledge and bathing in a slit of sunlight.

As you walk by,

You stop for a moment to tickle their chin.

The cat rolls on its back and you stroke its tummy as it purrs in bliss.

As you emerge from the street,

You see a large wooden pier with five boats tied up.

The cove in front of you is calm and the water is still.

Further out from the cove is the crystal blue sea.

And straight ahead of you,

You spot the next island far off in the distance,

Which is nothing more than a golden red silhouette.

The air is mild and this edge of town is remote and quiet.

On your left is a tiny cafe tucked quietly away in one corner looking out over the bay.

There are one or two customers sitting outside and enjoying a late afternoon drink.

The waitress welcomes you with a wide smile and offers you the choice of sitting in the sun or in the shade.

You head to your preferred table and take a seat.

The waitress brings a glass of ice water and you order your favorite drink from the menu.

As you wait,

You allow your gaze to slowly roam across the harbor,

Taking in all the lovely little details.

The gentle lapping of the water fills you with a beautiful comfort.

In the next moment,

The waitress returns with your drink of choice and with it,

There is a small bowl filled with a traditional light snack,

Completely free of charge.

You thank the waitress with a smile and are left once again to enjoy this delicious food,

Your refreshing drink and the calming cove.

You notice that one of the smaller boats has left the dock and is heading out to sea,

On to the next leg of their adventure.

The sunset illuminates the sea in a shimmer of gold and red.

As you listen to the lapping of the water and gaze out across the peaceful cove,

Watching the small boat sail into the horizon,

You feel completely free.

Night is drawing in now and as you bathe in this beautiful moment,

You are greeted by a wonderful sunset symphony that fills your entire body with a soft weightlessness.

You decide it is time to rest now,

To head back through the square and cycle home.

Your steps become lighter and you feel yourself almost gliding just above the ground.

The street is quieter now and you spot the ginger cat being let in through a window into their home.

As you walk back through the main square,

You spot a group of dancers performing a slow tango and you stop a moment to watch this enchanting routine.

Colors,

Lights and beauty encompass the square.

The setting sun provides a golden spotlight as the dancers twirl and lift each other and the crowd are entranced by their romantic routine.

As the dance comes to an end,

You join in in the rapturous applause before heading over to your bike and beginning to cycle back out of the village and home to your villa.

As you arrive at the countryside once again,

You can see the low sun burning in red and sinking behind the green and yellow hills.

The air is cool and comforting and the ride home is gentle.

It's as if you are being guided by a deep,

Powerful magic and you barely have to pedal at all.

As you ride,

You let your thoughts turn to your wonderful day in this perfect village and you know now that this haven will always be here for you.

As you reach the top of the gravel road,

The sun has nearly set and a villa of white stone stands in front of you,

Radiating a warm yellow light from inside.

Tall,

Dark green bushes surround your home,

Giving you a private place to unwind.

As you enter your garden,

You see the bright turquoise glow from your pool.

You remove your shoes and dip your feet into the water.

It is the perfect temperature,

Cool enough to refresh you and warm enough to comfort you.

The setting sun has been replaced by the full moon,

Which continues this hypnotic lullaby.

You sit now,

Feet swaying in the water and gaze up at the twilight,

Covered with a silver glitter as the glowing pearl of the moon provides a delicate light.

You realize how lucky you are to have your very own home in this wonderful world.

This is your haven,

A place where you can be at peace.

Your eyes begin to feel heavy and you can almost hear your bed calling you.

You head inside and pat your feet dry with a warm and fluffy towel.

In your bedroom,

The window is slightly open,

Allowing in a cool night breeze,

Making the room a perfect temperature.

The light from the moon is shining through the thin curtains and you see your four-poster bed waiting for you.

You cannot resist any longer and you fall onto the mattress and pull the thin bedsheet over you.

The pillows are as soft as clouds and as you lie here you feel a warm,

Soothing vibration trickle through your entire body,

From the soles of your feet into your ankles,

All the way up your legs and in through your back and your stomach,

Up into your neck and across your shoulders,

Down your arms and through your hands,

Up into your face,

Across your lips,

Cheeks and brow and all the way to your forehead.

Your mind is still,

Free from any remaining thoughts.

Your entire body is heavy and you are ready.

You give yourself final permission to surrender to this beautiful moment.

You feel the heaviness taking you now and you sink deeper,

Deeper and deeper.

All things begin to fade and you drift gently now,

Off to sleep.

Reviews

Another excellent sleep story by Sleepy Cat. Fell asleep before I heard much. Thanks, Sleepy Cat! 💤