Story Of Peter And The Leaf

A happy story that involves the natural world of nature and some animals that brings a pleasant adventure to a young boy who's feeling a bit bored. Keeping it magical interesting and bonding to nature, the leaf from the old tree takes Peter to explore things around them outdoors of course.

Transcript

Welcome to this guided meditation called Peter and the Leaf.

Please get comfortable,

Seated or lay down if you wish.

Closing one eye,

Thank you.

Closing the next eye,

Thank you.

Now please give the whole body a good mighty squeeze.

Muscle tight,

Let all your muscles get so very tight.

And ready now to go soft and super,

Super relaxed.

Let's begin listening together about Peter and the Leaf.

Once upon a time,

A fresh young leaf from a real old tree,

Hundreds of years old.

And that's also what trees do.

They just get odour and odour.

Now a lovely young deep green leaf with little veins and a pointed top,

Extremely shiny,

Almost like wax.

The young leaf was keen for another adventure.

Leaf had often listened to a young boy walking by the big old tree.

He recognised him too,

For his super short hair and freckles on his cheek.

But noticed he seemed just a little bit bald and was convinced he needed an adventure too.

The green leaf,

So light,

Flew on the air with wind and landed on the young boy's front door,

Waiting patiently.

Young Peter first saw this shiny green leaf outside his home.

But he walked past the leaf on his front door in a kind of hurry.

Thirsty for a drink,

He ran into the kitchen,

Opened up the fridge and helped himself to a cool glass of juice.

Now in his back garden,

Peter has one single swing.

The young Peter was used to being a little bit lonely.

As he went to the back door,

Peter saw a similar leaf.

Similar,

A long deep green leaf with little veins,

Pointed top,

Very shiny,

Almost like wax.

The garden swing gave moments of sheer fun and Peter for that moment did cling to his swing as his feet left the ground and everything went topsy-turvy,

Up and down the world did seem.

When Peter came back in the house,

He sat on his single favourite chair,

His favourite place and there it was again.

The leaf,

All green and nicely shaped,

Long pointed at the top,

With a pattern of veins,

Very shiny indeed.

Leaf almost curled like a smile for he was beginning to notice him.

Young Peter sat feeling bored and quickly decided to go upstairs to his own little bedroom.

Now as he made his way upstairs,

He saw it on the stairs,

The leaf.

This made him a tiny bit curious.

But into his bedroom he did go,

Jumping on his soft bed.

He let out a sigh,

Thinking what to do and there it was again,

The leaf and him.

So both did stare at one another.

He began to remember all the times he thought he had seen this leaf.

He counted on his fingers quickly,

Then decided to pick the leaf up and feel its cool and smooth texture,

Its perfect shape and felt its thinness in a deep green colour.

He smelt it but it smelt really of nothing,

So clean,

So waxy and shiny.

So in his hand he declared out loud,

You are small and I am bigger and I am growing.

The leaf talked back at him about their different sizes.

Peter instantly loved the little leaf and the more he talked,

The smaller Peter became.

Peter stared at himself and stared at the big green leaf,

For he was just the right size now to sit upon it and so he did.

Oh good said leaf,

We can begin our adventure.

And then came a draft,

A wind,

Ready to take them both far away,

Showing Peter the story of the leaf.

It showed Peter the wind and although he could not see the wind,

He felt its presence as air rushed over his face and super short hair and through him.

The wind laughed as he explained,

I am everywhere.

The leaf loved the wind,

For it made him dance and speed high and low.

Leaf took Peter with the help of the wind down a river,

For he is great at staying afloat.

So many patterns,

The surface of the water made ripple circles,

Little waves.

They listened together to the sound of water,

The river,

Trickles,

Splashes,

Babbling water it did speak to them both.

They peered into it and could clearly see silvery fishes that seemed to swim pleasantly close by their side.

Ducks were busy feeding,

Bopping their heads into the water,

The river,

And didn't really see leaf and Peter.

Then they suddenly caught a ride on the back of an otter who took them both in a different direction.

Did you know otters use small rocks in their hands to open delicious clams to eat,

Said leaf.

Really said Peter.

The otter with his tickly whiskers took them both back onto land.

He shook his wet coat so fast both did leap off back to dry land and laid there for a while,

They both did.

A white goat rolled in the luscious green grass by the river side and both got caught on his neck whilst he was rolling about.

Next they were heading up the mountain all together with this lively happy goat.

Soon the land became small as they all headed up rock by rock.

Goats travel many miles,

They love to lick salty rocks full of nutrients,

Said leaf.

Really said Peter.

On the way up,

Climb by climb,

Higher and higher,

The white mountain goat did go.

Then they thought someone was waving at them,

But what it was,

Only lots of tiny,

So tiny,

Wild blue flowers waving their blue petals in the breeze.

Goat was after his special resting relaxing place with a view to really get some inner peace.

Goat made its bed in a lovely spot and the deepest fresh air floated above their heads.

Clouds big and white grew bigger and bigger and almost filled the sky completely.

Amongst the white clouds a flock of noisy seagulls came closer and closer then landed next to them.

Busy making their nest,

Once settled the birds began looking deeply into the lovely mountain view from up high and quietly listened.

Leaf began to talk a lot all about his family that came from an old tree,

Hundreds of years old and all the leaves it did have and how they too have many adventures.

They'll often return home after a long day or so away.

That's why you see leaves everywhere.

Now some leaves he explained naturally don't go back but disappear back into the earth when they've had hundreds of adventures of course where they wait to be reborn back onto their family tree.

Wind did listen too and understood they would need a lift soon.

The wind did smile and picked Leaf and Peter both up and said let's take you back,

Take you back home to that old old tree.

So they waved goodbye to the happy relaxed goat and to the flock of seagulls nesting in peace.

The special wind made them feel like they were floating,

Floating all the way down the mountainside.

Leaf said this is one of the best rides,

At gentle speed they did descend,

Floating,

Floating with a little swing,

A little rocking side to side.

Heading guided by wind himself back to land at the right spot.

That being of course where the old tree lives and keeps on growing.

This old tree has so many leaves,

Too many to count for sure.

So under this old tree Leaf did lay and settled once more.

Leaf assured Peter once you step off me back to full size you shall become.

So let's not say goodbye but see you later instead.

He showed off the old tree to Peter.

Look now how grand and tall this old tree is and in a sense is our father and mother all in one and how much all the leaves are loved and encouraged to have many adventures that we will all share over the days and over the years and over hundreds of years our stories.

Then Leaf told Peter I shall visit you again so look to find me and we shall explore things all around us.

Peter smiled very brightly looking at all of Leaf's friends,

Stepped off him and grew back into a young boy.

He instantly hugged the old tree and breathed hundreds of years of loving energy like a mother and father all rolled into one.

All the leaves rustled together with excitement.

Wind did dance at his feet.

It was nearly tea time for young Peter so he then skipped all the way home knowing everything would be magical from now on thanks to the adventurous Leaf and that old old tree.

Thank you.

The End.