Good evening,
Beautiful.
Thank you so much for joining me for tonight's sleep meditation.
Close your eyes.
Just start by taking a big,
Deep breath in,
Letting the air fill up your entire body.
And then when you can't breathe in anymore,
Exhale all the air out and just feel your body soften.
Let the covers cradle you closer,
And let your breath slow like dusk rolling in.
Your body long-traveled today now sinks into softness,
Your shoulders unburdened,
Your jaw loose as a whispered prayer.
Tonight,
There's a forest waiting,
Quiet,
Amber-touched.
It's hushed deeper than your thoughts.
It's path gentle beneath your feet.
Only the promise of calm woven into each leaf that drifts down from the ancient canopy above.
And feel the air of this forest,
Cool and woodsy,
Threading through your hair,
Curling around your neck like a silken scarf of peace.
With each step on this hidden path,
Amber leaves gather around your ankles,
Whispering secrets as old as the roots.
They crunch softly underfoot,
Not loud enough to disturb sleep,
Only enough to remind you,
You are here,
You are safe.
You are free.
A breeze sighs through the oaks and maples,
Sending more leaves twirling down,
Spun gold in the dusky light.
They drift onto your shoulders,
Your hands,
Your crown,
Crowning you in quiet,
Deeper and deeper down the path you wander.
And the deeper you go,
The softer your mind hums,
All the chatter of the day melts into the hush between the branches.
You pause beneath the grand old tree,
Its bark knotted with memory,
Its limbs stretched wide like open arms.
Stand here a while,
And let the calm pool at your feet,
Let it soak into your bones like rain into thirsty roots.
Listen,
Not for answers,
But for the music of your own heart finding its gentle rhythm again,
And then let your breath match it,
Slow and steady,
Amber leaves keep drifting down,
Covering the path behind you,
Covering the day behind you.
Every regret,
Every worry,
Tucked beneath a blanket of gold and honey light.
Further still,
The forest welcomes you,
Clearing a soft bed of moss and leaf litter just for you.
Lie down,
If you wish,
And let the ground hold your spine,
Your shoulders,
Your whole body,
Above a break in the branches,
Let the moon spill silver across your closed eyes.
Let her light calm you,
Feel the hush wrap around your limbs,
Feel the forest hum a lullaby in the flutter of an owl's wings,
The hush of a fox's passing,
The sigh of the earth itself breathing with you,
Dreaming with you.
No need to rise yet,
No need to leave this path,
Tonight you sleep among amber leaves in a forest that forgives every thought,
Every ache,
Every edge of doubt.
Rest now,
Let the forest path become your dream,
Each step carrying you deeper into calm,
Each breath weaving you back to your own gentle heart.
You are home here,
You are whole here.
Sleep deep in this forest's hush,
Where amber leaves and moonlight guard your quiet soul.
Namaste.
Beautiful.
