Sleep Story: The Tortoise & The Hare

The Tortoise and the Hare is a timeless fable by Aesop highlights the value of persistence and humility. In the story, a fast and boastful hare ridicules a slow-moving tortoise. The tortoise, calm and confident, challenges the hare to a race. Certain of his victory, the hare dashes ahead and, believing he has plenty of time, stops to nap. Meanwhile, the tortoise keeps a slow but steady pace and eventually overtakes the sleeping hare, winning the race. The moral of the story is, "Slow and steady wins the race."

Transcript

Hello,

I'm Catherine and welcome to today's sleep story,

The Tortoise and the Hare,

One of Aesop's fables.

Let's find a comfortable place to sit or lie down.

Let's relax into whatever we're sitting or lying on.

This wonderful tale gently reminds us that slow and steady often wins the race and every step forward,

No matter how small,

Brings us closer to our dreams.

So,

As you're lying with your head on your pillow and you're there lying with your arms,

Resting gently by your side,

Take a long,

Slow,

Deep breath in and gently release it.

Let's do that one more time.

As you breathe in,

Watch your breath and as you breathe out,

Continue to observe it and just see if you can watch it with your eyes closed as the air flows in and as the air flows back out.

Notice that your toes are relaxed,

Your legs are relaxed,

Your belly is relaxed,

The front of your body is relaxed,

Your shoulders and your arms are so relaxed,

Your head is relaxed,

Your back of your body is relaxed,

Just lying there,

Relaxing,

Feeling so calm,

Feeling peaceful.

Let's begin.

In a lush,

Green forest,

Where sunlight filtered through the leaves and danced upon the forest floor,

There lived a variety of animals.

Among them were the proud hare and the humble tortoise,

The hare,

With his sleek,

Powerful legs and quick reflexes,

Was known as the fastest creature in the entire forest.

He would often boast about his speed,

Strutting around and challenging anyone to a race.

Who could ever hope to outrun me,

The hare would declare,

Flicking his ears with arrogance.

I'm faster than the wind,

A mere breeze cannot match my speed.

The other animals would watch,

Some shaking their heads at his brashness,

While others admired his confidence.

On the other hand,

The tortoise,

With his sturdy shell and slow,

Deliberate movements,

Was content to live a quiet life.

He spent his days munching on fresh greens and basking in the sun.

Often reflecting on the simple joys of life.

He would smile gently at the hare's boasting.

He never felt the need to engage in the showmanship.

Instead,

He believed in the value of patience and steady progress.

One sunny morning,

As the animals gathered by the great oak tree for their daily chatter,

The hare began his usual boasting.

I could run a race around this forest ten times before any of you could finish once.

Who dares to challenge me?

The animals exchanged glances,

Some rolling their heads at each other.

Looking their eyes at the hare's arrogance,

They knew he was fast.

They also knew that boasting did not make him a true champion.

Suddenly,

The tortoise,

Feeling inspired,

Slowly raised his head.

I'll race you,

Hare,

He said calmly.

The forest fell silent and then erupted into laughter.

The hare was known for his speed and the tortoise was known for his slowness.

This is absurd.

The tortoise has no chance,

Chirruped the sparrow,

Flapping her wings in delight.

This will be over in a flash.

The hare chuckled,

Too.

You really think you can beat me,

Tortoise?

Ha,

You're on.

This will be the easiest victory of my life.

He was so amused by the challenge that he didn't even bother to consider this a serious race.

And so the race was set for the next morning,

Just after sunrise.

Word spread quickly throughout the forest and animals gathered in droves to witness the spectacle.

The squirrel,

The fox,

The deer,

And even the wise old owl decided to watch.

Everyone wanted to see the ridiculous competition between the speedy hare and the slow-moving tortoise.

As dawn broke over the forest,

A beautiful golden light spilled through the trees.

The air was crisp,

Filled with the scent of blooming flowers.

The tortoise arrived at the starting line,

Calm and collected.

He took a deep breath,

Feeling the warmth of the sun on his back.

He knew he was in for a challenge,

But he was determined to give it his all.

The hare arrived shortly after,

Bounding energetically.

He stretched his legs,

Showing off to the crowd.

He stretched his legs,

Showing off to the crowd.

Are you ready to lose,

Tortoise?

He mocked.

This will be over before you know it.

I'll take a leisurely stroll after I win.

The animals cheered for their favourite competitor,

And the atmosphere was electric.

As they lined up at the starting line,

The wise old owl hooted.

On your marks,

Get set,

Go!

With that,

The race began.

The hare shot off like a rocket,

Leaving a cloud of dust in his wake.

The tortoise,

On the other hand,

Moved at his own steady pace,

Taking one deliberate step after another.

The crowd cheered for the hare,

Captivated by his speed.

Look at him go,

Shouted the squirrel.

He's already halfway across the meadow.

As the hare sprinted ahead,

He felt invincible.

He glanced back,

Seeing the tortoise so far behind that he could hardly make out his tiny figure.

Feeling confident,

The hare decided he could take a break.

Why not rest a little?

I've plenty of time,

He thought.

He flopped down beneath a large tree,

Enjoying the shade and the soft breeze.

I'll take a quick nap,

And then I'll finish this race with ease.

Meanwhile,

The tortoise continued his slow and steady pace.

He had trained for this moment,

Believing that every small step was a victory in itself.

He focused on the rhythm of his movements,

The feel of the earth beneath his feet,

And the beauty of the forest around him.

The birds chirped cheerfully,

And the leaves rustled softly,

Creating a soothing sound for his journey.

As the minutes turned into an hour,

The hare dozed off,

Dreaming of victory and the applause of the other animals.

He imagined himself basking in the glory,

Crowned as the fastest creature in the forest.

But as he slept,

The tortoise kept moving forward.

While the hare rested,

The tortoise reached the halfway point of the race.

The other animals watched in disbelief.

He's still going,

Whispered the deer,

His eyes wide.

The tortoise is actually making progress.

As the sun climbed higher in the sky,

The hare finally stirred from his nap.

He stretched,

Yawned,

And glanced around,

Realizing that the tortoise was nowhere in sight.

I still have plenty of time,

He chuckled to himself.

He'll never catch me.

Confidently,

The hare bounded off again,

But this time he did not run as fast.

He took his time,

Enjoying the flowers,

And even stopping to nibble on some clover.

What a relaxing day.

This is almost too easy,

He mused.

Too easy,

He mused,

Feeling no urgency at all.

The tortoise continued his steady march.

He did not let himself be distracted by the lush flowers or the playful sounds of the forest.

Each step was a testament to his determination,

Each movement a celebration of his steadfast spirit.

As he walked,

He reminded himself of the importance of perseverance.

Slow and steady wins the race,

He repeated softly,

A mantra that filled him with strength.

As the sun reached high into the sky,

The hare decided to take another break.

This time at a small pond.

He drank some water and admired his reflection.

I'm the fastest.

I can take as many breaks as I want,

He laughed.

He settled down for another short nap,

Convinced that he had plenty of time to finish the race whenever he felt like it.

The tortoise had meanwhile reached the final stretch of the race.

The crowd of animals gathered at the finish line,

Buzzing with excitement and anticipation.

Could he actually win,

Whispered the fox,

Scratching his head in disbelief.

And then something incredible happened.

Something incredible happened.

The tortoise with sheer will and determination approached the line,

His heart pounding with excitement.

He could see the cheering animals,

Their faces bright with encouragement.

With every step,

He felt the weight of his journey.

The hardships he'd overcome and the countless hours of steady progress.

He knew he had persevered against all the odds.

And that thought motivated him.

As the tortoise crossed the line,

The crowd erupted into cheers.

He did it.

He actually did it,

Shouted the squirrel.

His voice ringing out in pure joy.

Just then,

The hare woke up,

Startled by the commotion.

He jumped to his feet and dashed towards the finish line.

What's going on?

He yelled.

His heart was racing.

When he arrived at the finish line,

He could not believe his eyes.

The tortoise was there.

Basking in the applause of the crowd,

A gentle smile spreading across his face.

The hare's eyes widened.

No,

This cannot be.

How did you?

The tortoise looked up at the hare,

His voice calm and steady.

I may be slow,

Hare,

But I kept moving forward.

I believed in myself and I didn't give up.

While you rested,

I persevered.

The animals cheered louder,

Celebrating the victory of the tortoise.

He had shown them all that sometimes it's not about speed or talent.

It's about determination and resilience.

The hare,

Realising the lesson he had learnt,

Felt a wave of humility wash over him.

I underestimated you,

Tortoise,

He said,

Lowering his head.

I was so caught up in my own speed that I forgot the value of perseverance and hard work.

You deserve this win.

The tortoise smiled kindly.

Thank you,

Hare.

It's important to remember that everyone has their own strengths.

Your speed is remarkable.

It's the steady heart that carries us through challenges.

The crowd gathered around the tortoise,

Showering him with praise.

He had not only won the race,

He had also taught them a valuable lesson about humility and the power of perseverance.

From that day on,

The hare no longer boasted about his speed.

Instead,

He became friends with the tortoise and learned to appreciate the beauty of steady progress.

He often joined the tortoise on walks through the forest,

Enjoying the journey rather than focusing solely on the destination.

The tortoise,

In turn,

Learned to embrace his strengths and share his wisdom with others.

He became a mentor to younger animals,

Teaching them the importance of patience,

Hard work,

And the belief that they could achieve anything if they kept moving forward.

And so,

In that vibrant forest,

Where the sun shone brightly and the trees whispered secrets,

The story of the tortoise and the hare became a cherished fable.

The animals shared it with one another,

Passing it down through the generations.

A timeless reminder that it's not always the fastest who wins the race,

But those with a steadfast determination and a steady heart.

In life,

We may encounter challenges that seem insurmountable.

It's through patience,

Perseverance,

And a steady commitment to our goals that allow us to achieve great things.

That allow us to achieve great things.

Remember,

Slow and steady often wins the race.

And every step forward,

No matter how small,

Brings us closer to our dreams.

Reviews

That was a lovely story Catherine. I've not meditated on her for a while again. I've had a lot going on recently and my mother has recently passed away. I've been to my mums funeral, and now I'm very slowly getting back to normal again. I'm currently in Therapy again at the moment, and that is helping a little bit. I hope I can manage to listen to some more of your meditations that I've seen on here recently.

Thankyou ever so much.