Magical Journal - Sleep Story

In this children’s sleep meditation story you will enjoy this wonderfully relaxing meditation about how a journal that granny bought joe and milli changed their lives forever! Listen to this gentle meditation to help with sleep, anxiety, stress, worry, relaxation, and practicing visualization to improve imagination!

Transcript

Are you ready to meditate with Kari?

Make sure that you're laying very very still and quiet in your bed.

Sun's gone down outside.

Everyone out there in the world is settling down to go to sleep.

Slowing down your thoughts.

Slowing down your body.

So that you can rest.

Joe and Millie were twins.

Their grandma had just brought them both a journal for their birthdays.

They'd heard about journaling before.

Basically journaling is when you have a book and you sit down and you write about your feelings.

Joe thought,

Hmm,

All sounds pretty boring.

Millie was like,

Hmm,

I don't really like writing.

But neither of them said anything to grandma.

Of course they both said thank you very much for their gift.

But the twins really didn't know what kind of gift their grandma was giving them.

The first night Joe had gone to bed and so had Millie.

The journals were both on their bed tables next to them.

It felt like a usual night except when both of them laid very very still and very very quiet.

They could hear the creaks and the noises that they could normally hear in the house.

They could hear what sounded like the wind outside howling just a little bit.

They could hear the trees.

Some of the branches were tapping on the bedroom windows.

Millie and John didn't share a room but they had rooms next to each other that were both on the same side of the house and there was a big tall tree outside of their windows.

So they both kind of could hear the same things.

But through all the normal noises of the night they could hear something different.

Just like a very soft kind voice saying over and over again.

Open me.

Talk to me.

Open me.

Talk to me.

It was a bit weird to be honest.

Both of the kids were like where is that voice coming from?

Joe knew if he shouted his sister she could hear him in the next room so he shouted.

What are you saying?

Millie said no what are you saying?

That's when Millie decided to get up for some reason unbeknownst to her she grabbed all of her journal and her pen and went next door to Joe's bedroom.

Jumped on his bed and said what do you keep saying?

Joe said no it's you Intert.

I keep hearing open me.

Talk to me.

Millie said that's what I'm hearing.

And then at once as if they were talking in their own twin language telepathically communicating together with no words no spoken words anyway.

They both had the same thought.

It's the journal.

Millie looked down at the journal she'd thrown on the bed.

Joe looked at his journal on the bedside table.

He grabbed a hold of it and put it in front of him.

Millie opened hers and then they both looked up again at each other as if to say it looks like we're journaling.

Joe looked down at the book the first page was empty as was the rest of the book.

He was thinking about what he should write on the first page.

And then he did the obvious.

This book belongs to Joe keep out private.

Millie wrote the date her name and then she wrote first post.

Even though they were sat together on the bed they both kind of shrunk into their own worlds.

It was like they were used to doing things like this together because they were twins.

Sometimes they wouldn't talk to each other for hours and hours and hours and just be totally comfortable being together not speaking not doing anything not looking at each other.

It was like they were back in their mums belly again just being with each other hanging out.

It was the most comfortable place that they could be for both of them because they were twins sometimes when they were together it felt like they'd found the other half of themselves.

They were so connected like one person in two bodies.

Millie heard the voice again and it said tell me something good about your day.

She looked up at Joe to see if Joe heard anything and Joe raised his eyebrows.

He heard it all right.

She was wondering if he heard the same question.

She said to Joe did you just hear tell me something good about your day.

Joe just nodded.

Uh huh he said.

He looked down at his page and started to write about something good that had happened that day.

It was a bit awkward at first he didn't know where to start and then he thought maybe I'll just talk as if I'm telling a friend or I'm telling a secret invisible friend that would never tell anyone that will keep everything I share with them a secret.

They won't judge me they won't laugh at me they'll just be there for me to support me like the perfect friend I thought.

Once the words started to come out onto the paper Joe couldn't stop.

He was chatting away to his invisible friend and then and then and then this happened and then I felt like this and I was like oh wow and then my friend said this and I was like oh wow and then and then I felt like this and then I was like oh and then it was wonderful.

He was just sharing everything he was like six pages deep writing so fast.

Millie struggled at first she was thinking about her day hmm what good happened today what could I share that was good.

She was struggling because she was trying to think of something impressive as if a journal would be impressed with what she was sharing like she was trying to impress her friends or she was exaggerating on a story that happened just so she would get some laughs or people would think this story was cooler than what it actually was.

She noticed this about herself that's strange why would I feel like I had to exaggerate the truth who am I trying to impress.

This was a very good healthy discovery for Millie.

She discovered that sometimes she exaggerates with the truth so she gets more attention or that people think she's funny or that people think she's awesome and cool.

Millie thought to herself maybe I should stop doing that.

That's right this journal is just going to be the truth for me.

I'm just going to share things the way that they are.

I'm not going to exaggerate I'm not going to add cool parts to my story I'm just going to be truthful in my journal.

I'm going to be the real me.

The journal moved all of its pages as if the wind was blowing on it.

Millie took that as a confirmation that she was on the right track and then she just started to write about her day.

She wrote about looking at the sky and how cool the clouds were that day.

Yeah if she'd have told one of her real friends that they'd have probably gone oh okay Millie great.

But her journal didn't feel like it was judging her or anything.

Her journal was just open listening receiving all of her real thoughts.

Like it was happy for her that she was happy about the clouds.

What's wrong with being happy with clouds?

Clouds are pretty awesome.

Once she got over the fear of not being impressive enough she started to really get the flow of this journaling.

What was cool about the journal that grandma got them was every night it would speak something different to them.

For example the following night it said oh tell me something that wasn't so great about your day today.

The night after that it said tell me about something you secretly want to do when you grow up.

The night after that it said list all of the things that you love about yourself.

The night after that it said list all of the things that you'd like to improve about yourself.

Every night it gave Joe and Millie an opportunity to dive deeper into who they really were.

And the more that they journaled the more at peace they felt.

It was like they always got to talk to a best friend.

They always got to share how they were really truly feeling.

No one was judging them.

No one was going to be upset.

No one was laughing and taking the mickey out of them and making them feel silly for the way that they were feeling.

The journals were just listening.

The journals were a reliable,

Invisible friend.

That journal that their grandma bought them was the first journal that was the first of many journals.

Every time they filled the journal they would both either buy themselves a new one or get a new journal as a gift.

They had all different colors,

All different sizes and they saved them all.

Many years later Joe and Millie went through all of their journals and it was so cool to look back at their memories and the things that they were going through.

But also if they wanted to they would actually let go of their journals like they were releasing the past so it didn't weigh them down anymore.

They had a fireplace in their house and they would just say goodbye and say thank you and bless the book,

Thank you for all of its support over the year and then they would throw it in the fire and feel this very strange feeling of just letting go and being completely free.

Like they didn't have to hold on to that time that one of their best friends let them down and upset them.

They didn't have to hold on to any memories that were hurting them inside.

What's the point in holding on to the past when the future is moment to moment?

It's best to be in the now and enjoy where you are right now and burning some of their old journals made them feel like they were freeing themselves from maybe a difficult part of their life or a time that wasn't so happy.

You should journal.

Maybe you should ask for one for your birthday or maybe you could do lots of chores so that the people that love you could get you a journal.

Maybe you should try it.

Maybe it's time for you to have an invisible best friend.

Give it a try.

Namaste my little friend.

Now make sure you close your eyes and have the bestest dreams.

Love you.

Reviews

Hihbjim

G thanks for the invite thanks buddy thanks

EDIT omg i wrote that in my sleep

I started this story at 5:11 pm I need to fall asleep again I've been trying from 4:35 to get back to bed now I'm just not going to sleep and I need it I'm 8 I can't just stay up

Loved this. Thank you.

I love it 😻😻😻😻please do another one with the same characters in it plz plz pleeeeeeeaaaaaaassss

I love it!!!!!! Every night when I can’t go to sleep I listen to this and beofe i know it, I’m waking up for school!!

This was AMAZING! Your voice aids me to sleep like a baby! In fact I might as well be a baby with the way I slept! ❤️✨
-thank you for this, Nancy!

I’m gonna do that too

Cory everyday when you do not post a med, I listen to this meditation 🧘‍♀️ . Anyway thanks

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