Before we begin.
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Please make sure you're somewhere safe.
Where you can fully relax.
Not driving.
Not operating machinery.
Just free to let your whole system rest.
Hey,
I'm Chibs Okarake.
Welcome to this deep sleep meditation to get you back to sleep in the middle of the night.
This one's made to carry you all the way back down into a deep sleep.
And restful sleep.
That lasts the rest of the night.
Tonight,
I'll be speaking gently to the quieter part of you.
The part that already knows how to sleep.
And there's nothing for you to watch from here.
In a moment.
The screen will gently fade to black.
So you can close your eyes.
And simply listen.
If your phone's still in your hand.
You're welcome to set it down now.
Whatever's still out there.
And messages.
The lists.
Per day.
All of it can keep until morning.
This is your time now.
And there's no right way to do this.
You don't have to relax in any particular way.
You don't have to get it perfect.
However you're feeling right now.
Is completely fine.
You don't even have to stay awake for me.
If you drift off.
And the words start to blur and fade.
That's completely okay.
That's not you missing anything.
That's exactly what this is meant to do.
There's nothing to follow now.
And nothing to hold on to.
You can simply rest.
As my voice carries you gently down from here.
So take a moment now.
Just to settle yourself back in.
Pulling the covers up a little.
If you'd like.
So the warmth gathers around you again.
Turning the pillow to its cooler side.
Or finding the spot that feels easiest for your head.
And if there's a clock glowing somewhere nearby.
You can turn that away too if you like.
So the hours stop calling for your attention.
There's nothing left to check.
Nothing left to sort out tonight.
And now.
Just noticing where your body meets the bed.
The weight of you.
Resting into the mattress.
Already being held.
The back.
The hips,
The shoulders,
All supported.
Nothing for them to do.
And if it feels right.
You can rest the hand gently over your heart.
Or low on the belly.
Feeling the hands light warmth.
The soft weight of it.
Rising and falling.
With each easy breath.
A small comfort.
That's always yours.
On any night.
Any hour.
And as your hand rests there.
You may begin to notice that the body is already breathing.
You don't have to do anything with that.
Just noticing the air arriving.
All on its own.
And noticing the air leaving.
In its own time.
And perhaps.
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As you pay the breath a little attention.
The breath begins to slow.
All by itself.
Each one a touch softer than the last.
And you may now begin to notice a soft warmth.
Settling around you.
Over the shoulders first.
As if something gentle is being drawn at.
And over you.
Along the arms now.
Across the chest.
Down over the hips.
And the legs.
Not pressing.
Not heavy.
Just resting there.
Worm.
And steady.
Held on every side.
As though the whole bed has folded itself softly around you.
And he wrapped and warmed.
You can begin to drift back down.
As that warmth settles.
Gentle heaviness can begin to settle with it.
The kind of heaviness that comes when the body finally feels safe enough to let go.
Your limbs growing softer.
And wait here.
Sinking just a little further into the warmth that's holding you.
There's nowhere to be.
And nothing to carry.
For the rest of the night.
And as you rest here.
Let's gently soften the few places that tend to stay awake.
Starting with the jaw.
Allowing the back teeth to part.
Just slightly.
The jaw loosening.
Growing heavy.
Allowing the chin to soften towards the chest.
And moving our awareness to the space behind the eyes now.
That busy,
Watchful place.
Where the wide awake feeling so often sits.
Allowing it to grow quiet now.
Eyes growing still beneath their lids.
Soft.
And heavy.
And dark.
The throat now.
Softening too.
Nothing to say.
Nothing to swallow down.
Just allowing the throat to open.
And ease.
And the chest now.
If there's any tightness here.
Any flutter left over from waking.
You can allow it to soften with each breath out.
The chest rising.
And falling.
A little slower each time.
Growing calm.
And warm.
And still.
And finally,
The hands.
Allowing the fingers to uncurl.
Growing warm.
And heavy.
Resting exactly where they are.
That same heaviness.
Spreading out now.
Through the wrists.
And through the arms.
The thing that keeps so many of us awake at this hour.
Is the struggle against being awake.
The trying.
The calculating.
The wishing it were different.
So just for now.
You can set that struggle down.
You don't have to make sleep happen tonight.
Sleep isn't something we do.
It's something we allow.
It's something the body finds its own way back to.
When it feels safe enough to stop trying.
And simply resting here.
Warm.
And still.
In the quiet dark.
Your body is already recovering.
It's already slowing.
It's already restoring itself.
Whether sleep comes in a minute.
Or a little while from now.
The night still holds you.
Nothing has been lost.
And you're not the only one awake right now.
All across the world.
In the dark.
Others are lying just like you.
Breathing slowly.
Softening.
Finding their own way back down.
You're in good company.
And you.
Can drift back down too.
With each breath now.
Another soft layer can settle around you.
The first layer.
Deep warmth.
Wrapping the whole body.
The next layer.
The sounds of the room.
Drifting further away.
And the next layer.
The last of the thinking.
Growing too faint.
Too distant.
To follow.
Layer over layer.
Each one warmer.
And heavier.
And quieter than the last.
Until you're wrapped completely.
Held on every side.
With nothing left to do.
And nowhere left to be.
Just here.
Warm.
And safe.
Drifting all the way back down.
And now there's nothing left for you to do.
Rest.
While you lie here.
Softened.
And still.
Your body is quietly doing everything it needs to.
Slowing the heart,
Lowering the breath.
Settling the whole nervous system into its deep,
Restful rhythm.
This is the body's own repair.
Happening all on its own.
In the dark.
In the quiet.
While you simply drift back down.
Every cell easing.
Every muscle releasing the last of the day.
And the last of the waking.
There's nothing to mend.
Nothing to manage.
Only rest.
Anand Hari.
Carrying you the rest of the way into sleep.
And from here.
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.
If you ever need to wake up for any reason at all.
You will.
Easily.
Naturally.
Just as you always do.
But if there's nothing that needs you.
No reason to wait.
Can allow yourself to sink even more fully into this deep restorative sleep.
And from here.
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You don't need to follow my voice any longer.
You can allow my voice to blur.
And soften.
Until the words stop being words at all.
And become just another part of the quiet.
Like something heard from another room.
But no longer needing your attention.
You can let my voice drift to the edge of the dark.
And let yourself drift the other way.
Softly.
Inward.
Into sleep.
There's nothing more to do now.
Just rest.
And warmth.
And quiet.
And now.
These simple phrases can drift softly in the background.
You don't have to repeat them.
You don't have to remember them.
They can simply be there.
Quietly.
Steadily.
While you sleep.
I'm allowed to rest.
Even in the middle of the night.
Waking in the night is normal and I'm safe.
I don't have to make sleep happen.
There's nothing I need to fix right now.
My body knows how to find its way back to sleep.
I can drift back down.
Gently.
And easily.
The night continues to hold me.
I AM BORN.
And heavy.
And hell.
With every breath I settle a little deeper.
I can let go of the hours and simply rest.
My mind is growing quiet.
And still.
It's safe to close my eyes and drift back down.
Rest is enough.
Even if sleep takes its time.
I will wake when it's time,
Feeling more rested than before.
Sleep is returning to me now.
I'm allowed to rest.
Even in the middle of the night.
Waking in the night is normal and I'm safe.
I don't have to make sleep happen.
There's nothing I need to fix right now.
My body knows how to find its way back to sleep.
I can drift back down.
Gently.
And easily.
The night continues to hold me.
I am warm.
And heavy.
And hell.
With every breath I settle a little deeper.
I can let go of the hours and simply rest.
My mind is growing quiet.
And still.
It's safe to close my eyes and drift back down.
Rest is enough.
Even if sleep takes its time.
I will wake when it's time,
Feeling more rested than before.
Sleep is returning to me now.
I'm allowed to rest.
Even in the middle of the night.
Waking in the night is normal and I'm safe.
I don't have to make sleep happen.
There's nothing I need to fix right now.
My body knows how to find its way back to sleep.
I can drift back down.
Gently.
And easily.
The night continues to hold me.
I AM BORN.
And heavy.
And hell.
With every breath I settle a little deeper.
I can let go of the hours and simply rest.
My mind is growing quiet.
And still.
It's safe to close my eyes and drift back down.
Rest is enough.
Even if sleep takes its time.
I will wake when it's time,
Feeling more rested than before.
Sleep is returning to me now.
I'm allowed to rest even in the middle of the night.
Waking in the night is normal and I'm safe.
I don't have to make sleep happen.
There's nothing I need to fix right now.
My body knows how to find its way back to sleep.
I can drift back down.
Gently.
And easily.
The night continues to hold me.
I AM BORN.
And heavy.
And hell.
With every breath I settle a little deeper.
Can let go of the hours and simply rest.
My mind is growing quiet.
And still.
It's safe to close my eyes and drift back down.
Rest is enough.
Even if sleep takes its time.
I will wake when it's time,
Feeling more rested than before.
Sleep is returning to me now.
I'm allowed to rest.
Even in the middle of the night.
Waking in the night is normal and I'm safe.
I don't have to make sleep happen.
There's nothing I need to fix right now.
My body knows how to find its way back to sleep.
I can drift back down.
Gently.
And easily.
The night continues to hold me.
I am born.
And heavy.
And hell.
With every breath I settle a little deeper.
Can let go of the hours and simply rest.
My mind is growing quiet.
And still.
It's safe to close my eyes and drift back down.
Rest is enough.
Even if sleep takes its time.
I will wake when it's time,
Feeling more rested than before.
Sleep is returning to me now.
I'm allowed to rest even in the middle of the night.
Waking in the night is normal and I'm safe.
I don't have to make sleep happen.
There's nothing I need to fix right now.
My body knows how to find its way back to sleep.
I can drift back down.
Gently.
And easily.
The night continues to hold me.
I am born.
And heavy.
And hell.
With every breath I settle a little deeper.
Can let go of the hours and simply rest.
My mind is growing quiet.
And still.
It's safe to close my eyes and drift back down.
Rest is enough.
Even if sleep takes its time.
I will wake when it's time,
Feeling more rested than before.
Sleep is returning to me now.
I'm allowed to rest even in the middle of the night.
Waking in the night is normal and I'm safe.
I don't have to make sleep happen.
There's nothing I need to fix right now.
My body knows how to find its way back to sleep.
I can drift back down.
Gently.
And easily.
The night continues to hold me.
I am born.
And heavy.
And hell.
With every breath I settle a little deeper.
Can let go of the hours and simply rest.
My mind is growing quiet.
And still.
It's safe to close my eyes and drift back down.
Rest is enough.
Even if sleep takes its time.
I will wake when it's time,
Feeling more rested than before.
Sleep is returning to me now.
I'm allowed to rest even in the middle of the night.
Waking in the night is normal and I'm safe.
I don't have to make sleep happen.
There's nothing I need to fix right now.
My body knows how to find its way back to sleep.
I can drift back down.
Gently.
And easily.
The night continues to hold me.
I am born.
And heavy.
And hell.
With every breath I settle a little deeper.
I can let go of the hours and simply rest.
My mind is growing quiet.
And still.
It's safe to close my eyes and drift back down.
Rest is enough.
Even if sleep takes its time.
I will wake when it's time,
Feeling more rested than before.
Sleep is returning to me now.
I'm allowed to rest.
Even in the middle of the night.
Waking in the night is normal and I'm safe.
I don't have to make sleep happen.
There's nothing I need to fix right now.
My body knows how to find its way back to sleep.
I can drift back down.
Gently.
And easily.
The night continues to hold me.
I AM WOMB and heavy.
And hell.
With every breath I settle a little deeper.
I can let go of the hours and simply rest.
My mind is growing quiet.
And still.
It's safe to close my eyes and drift back down.
Rest is enough.
Even if sleep takes its time.
I will wake when it's time,
Feeling more rested than before.
Sleep is returning to me now.
