Welcome.
Tonight we are going on a journey away from the noise of the day.
I know your mind might be busy right now.
Perhaps there are thoughts jumping around asking for your attention.
Loud thoughts.
Fast thoughts.
That is okay.
You do not have to silence them.
You just have to change your position.
Imagine you are stepping onto a beautiful old-fashioned night train.
It is warm inside.
The lights are dim and golden.
You find your private compartment.
It is just for you.
There is a wide,
Soft seat covered in velvet.
A heavy blanket is waiting there.
Feel the cushion support your back.
Pull the blanket over your legs.
You are safe here.
The door slides shut,
Blocking out the rest of the world.
Feel a gentle vibration as the train begins to move.
Slowly at first.
Then,
Finding its rhythm.
It is the rhythm of a heartbeat.
It is the rhythm of being rocked to sleep.
Your body knows this movement.
It signals to your nervous system that you don't have to drive.
You don't have to steer.
You are being carried.
Let your shoulders drop with every beat of the wheels on the tracks.
You are a passenger now.
Look out the window.
Outside,
It is night.
The world is passing by.
Think of your intrusive thoughts,
The worries,
The lists,
The memories,
As the landscape outside the window.
Sometimes you see a bright light flash by.
That is a loud thought.
Sometimes it is just a blur of shadows.
Watch them pass.
Notice that you are in here.
In the warmth.
And the thoughts,
They are out there in the dark.
You do not have to stop the train to look at a tree.
You do not have to get out and fix the landscape.
You just watch it go by.
There goes a worry about tomorrow.
Let it pass behind you.
A memory from yesterday.
Watch it fade into the distance.
The train keeps moving forward.
Always forward.
Leaving the thoughts behind.
With every mile,
You are creating distance between you and the noise.
The further you go,
The smaller the thoughts become.
They are just tiny specks on the horizon now.
They cannot touch you in your warm compartment.
The glass of the window is thick.
It protects you.
You are separate from your thoughts.
You are the observer.
You are the one resting.
The train is slowing down now.
The rhythm becomes softer.
Gentle.
Your eyelids feel heavy.
The landscape outside has disappeared into the peaceful dark.
There is nothing left to see.
Nothing left to watch.
You are arriving at a place of deep,
Silent rest.
Curl up under the blanket.
The journey is done.
You are safe.
Drifting.
Floating.
Sleeping.
