Christmas: The Old Curiosity Shop Sleep Meditation
A relaxing Christmas journey to The Old Curiosity Shop in London. Listen as you are falling asleep and let go of all cares and concerns, as you are transported to a place of magic and wonder. A special present awaits you inside. Sending warm wishes and festive greetings for a very beautiful Christmas.
Transcript
Please do not listen to this recording whilst driving or operating machinery.
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Hello and welcome to this festive sleep meditation.
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This is Kim Coleman-Walsh and I will be your guide tonight to visit the old curiosity shop in London.
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As you listen to this recording,
You can step away from any concerns or anxieties.
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There is absolutely nothing that you need to do.
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Just lie back and listen.
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Allowing yourself to be transported to a place of magic and delight.
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A place where you give yourself some time and space away from the outside world.
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When you are ready.
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Please make yourself comfortable in your bed.
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Take a deep breath in.
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And as you slowly breathe out.
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Close your eyes.
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And begin to relax.
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And bring your attention to the sounds you now hear.
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The sound of my voice.
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So that each and everything you hear.
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Every word.
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Every space between the words.
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Help you to relax more deeply.
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To drift into a deep and restful sleep.
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So that you sleep deeply throughout the night.
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And awake only at a time that you set for yourself.
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Feeling optimistic.
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Relaxed.
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And refreshed.
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Breathing deeply in.
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And slowly out.
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And with each breath.
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Letting go of your thoughts.
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And your judgments.
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Letting go of any expectations.
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Letting go of everything that is unnecessary.
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So that everything that is not needed dissolves into the background.
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Allowing you to feel.
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Experience.
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A sense of turning the volume down on your thoughts.
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And as you tune in to the relaxing sounds.
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And sensations.
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Your body feeling so very relaxed and heavy.
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Sinking deeper down into your bed.
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And in your imagination now.
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You see.
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Feel.
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Experience yourself walking slowly along a festive London street.
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It is early evening in winter.
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And you see the first few snowflakes begin to fall softly on the pavement.
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There are colourful lights.
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And decorations that festoon the various shops.
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And buildings.
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And where you are walking.
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It is completely pedestrianised.
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But from larger roads behind you.
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There comes the soft hum of distant traffic.
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And the gentle splash of snow.
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And water.
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As the vehicles make their way along the streets.
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You can hear people laughing.
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And chatting.
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And from a shop further along.
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The sound of Christmas carols further invites you into the jovial ambience of the city.
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Walking past a food stall.
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Where a street vendor is roasting chestnuts.
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You feel the warmth.
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From the open fire.
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And smell the aroma of the baked chestnuts.
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The twinkling lights.
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The festive songs.
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The relaxed atmosphere of the coming holiday.
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All these things imbue a feeling of cheerfulness.
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And wonder.
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Perhaps rekindling happy childhood memories of the season.
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Continuing to walk slowly along the street.
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Each footstep.
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Aware of the pavement beneath your feet.
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You can allow yourself to feel deeper.
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And deeper relaxed.
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The snow beginning to fall more heavily.
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With the occasional soft flake being felt on your cheek.
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And just ahead of you now.
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You see one of London's oldest surviving shops.
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The old Curiosity shop.
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It's construction dates back to 1567.
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Built during Elizabeth I's reign.
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And it has a peculiar ramshamble look to it.
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Which is not surprising.
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As it's believed to be made from the wood of old ships.
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It has a red tiled roof.
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And the lights from within emit a soft.
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Welcoming glow through the shop front windows.
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As you quietly push open the door.
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And enter.
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As the door closes softly behind you.
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The sounds from outside fade into the distance.
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And you perceive a sensation of being enveloped in the coziness of the shop.
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There is an aroma of oranges.
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And warm Christmas spices.
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Mixed with cedar.
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And the woody scent of burning logs from the open fireplace.
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It is radiating the most perfect temperature for you.
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And the flickering flames cast shadows.
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And a warm golden light onto the shop floor.
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You can hear the soft crackle sound of the burning wood.
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And the ticking of a tall old grandfather clock.
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Walking slowly through the store.
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Which is lit only by old Victorian lanterns.
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You see along the shelves the most varied and beautiful of gifts.
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No two items are the same.
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There are many things that you recognize.
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Books bound in sumptuously coloured covers.
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Ornate perfume bottles.
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Jars and containers of the most beautifully scented lotions.
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There is also a large shelf on which you can see brittly packaged confectionery.
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And chocolates.
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As well as various teas.
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And beverages that you have never heard of before.
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And in the shop.
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You can see many items that are completely unknown to you.
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And just ahead of you now.
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There are clear spheres of glass.
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Which appear to be suspended magically in the air.
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They are all different sizes.
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With sparkling substances within.
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Studying these more closely.
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Reveals that each sphere looks as if it contains a micro-galaxy.
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And all the contents within are glittering.
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And swirling.
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As one sphere gently floats past your ear.
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You hear the most beautiful music.
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Coming softly from the floating orb.
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And as another passes.
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You hear a different tune.
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So that you realize that each glittering orb has its own special sound.
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And continuing to walk slowly towards the back of the shop.
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You see a table that is arranged with a variety of ornately decorated wooden boxes.
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And the intricate inlay of the shimmering mother of pearl.
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Are of varying images on each box.
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The boxes themselves come in many different sizes.
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And types of wood.
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And one in particular catches your eye.
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As one of the inlaid birds actually appears to flutter across the imagined sky.
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And settles on the branch of a tree.
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That makes up part of a woodland scene.
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And perhaps it was a trick of the light.
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You step closer to view the box more clearly.
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This time you are certain.
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The little mother of pearl inlaid nightingale gently glides down to the foot of the tree.
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And hops forward.
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Now appearing to look directly at you.
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He begins to chirp.
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The most beautiful bird song you have ever heard.
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And as he finishes his song.
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You see him turn away from you.
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And continuing to chirp.
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He hops towards the entrance to the woodland.
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A pathway that makes its way through the magical forest.
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The nightingale flutters his wings.
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And flies through the boughed trees.
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To disappear into the woodland scene.
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You can no longer see him.
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But you still hear his melody echoing happily through the forest.
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And listening carefully.
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You also begin to hear the sounds of music.
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An enchanting tune that appears to be emanating from inside the box.
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And slowly increasing in volume.
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And intrigued.
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You naturally open the lid to investigate where the sound is coming from.
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Looking inside.
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You see what looks like a small stage.
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It is the most realistic miniature theatre you could ever imagine.
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And the stage scenery shows a woodland scene at night.
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A luminescent full moon is glimpsed through the tree canopy.
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Casting magical shafts of iridescent light through to the clearing that is centre stage.
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And looking more closely.
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You even see little fireflies flitting amongst the forest foliage.
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As the beautiful music continues to play.
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You see a minute but lifelike looking ballerina gracefully dance onto the stage from the side.
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And into the clearing.
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And gradually.
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This ballerina is joined by other enchanting ballet dancers.
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It is quite simply the most mesmerizing and delightful performance you have ever seen.
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And you are filled with a perception of wonder.
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And delight.
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Watching this miniature theatre show.
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As the dance ends.
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Ballerinas one by one.
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Curtsy to you.
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Smile happily.
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And wave their goodbyes.
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Each making their way backstage again.
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And the heavy velvet curtains of the stage begin to slowly close.
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And once fully drawn.
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The lid of the box closes slowly.
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And silently.
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And next to where you are standing is a large cabinet.
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The doors of which are open to display the contents inside.
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Within.
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You see the neatly stacked sets of the most beautiful bedding.
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There are pillows.
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Bedsheets.
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Blankets.
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And duvets.
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And as you come closer to view the most beautiful fabrics.
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You notice that each of the sets of bed linen are wrapped in a gorgeous silk bow.
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Each luxuriant bundle of bedding is labelled with an individual's name.
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Casting your eyes across the labels.
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You read the names of various family members.
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And friends.
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Until you come to the one with your name.
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And as you reach out to touch the fabric.
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You feel the most beautiful soft textured bed linen.
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And it is in your favourite relaxing colour.
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Perhaps a dusky pink.
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A powder blue.
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Or a soft ivory.
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And it may be plain.
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Or brittly patterned.
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But it is absolutely perfect for you.
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And as you lift the pillow to feel its softness against your cheek.
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You immediately find yourself in bed.
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Which has been made up with your very own beautiful bedding.
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At the foot of your bed.
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You see a wrapped present.
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That strangely resembles the size and shape of a magical musical box that you viewed in the shop.
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And floating gently in the air beside you.
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Is your very own musical orb.
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It glows softly.
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And warmly.
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And its soothing tune plays lightly.
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You allow your body to sink more deeply down into your bed.
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Letting go.
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To drift easily down into your dreamscape.
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So.
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Soothed.
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Happy.
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Content.
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Sensations of relaxation and ease flow through your mind.
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And body.
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A soothing.
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Peaceful sensation.
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A wave of soft tranquility.
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Beginning at the top of your head.
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And flowing softly.
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Gently down your forehead.
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And over your eyes.
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Allowing all those muscles to smooth and relax.
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As your attention travels over.
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And continuing down your cheeks.
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To your jaw.
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Parting your teeth just a little.
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Relaxing deeper.
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And deeper down.
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Quiet.
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Peaceful.
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Serene.
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As the wave of ease and relaxation travels softly down the back of your neck.
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And gently across your shoulders.
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Slowly down your arms.
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To your hands.
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To your fingertips.
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Letting go to slumber.
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And dreams.
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Breathing deeply in.
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And slowly out.
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The soft wave of relaxation and tranquility flows across your chest.
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And down to your tummy.
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Feeling so peaceful.
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Quiet.
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Still.
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Across your upper back.
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And slowly.
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Lightly down.
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Down.
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Down.
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All the way down to your lower back.
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Drifting.
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And floating.
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On ease.
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And contentment.
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Continuing down your pelvis.
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And your buttocks.
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To your legs.
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Your thighs.
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Knees.
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Calfs.
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Ankles.
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To your feet.
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All the way down to the tips of your toes.
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Your entire body bathed in sensations of comfort.
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And sleep.
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Taking with you into your everyday waking state.
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All the benefits of this meditation.
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Feeling refreshed.
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Relaxed.
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Happy.
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And content.
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Drifting easily now into dreams.
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And sleep.
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Sleep.
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Sleep.
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Sleep.
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Sleep.
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I hope you have a wonderful dream,
Sleep,
And good night.
Good night.
Good night.
Good night.
Good night.
Good night.
Good night.
Good night.
Good night.
Good night.
Good night.
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Recent Reviews
Lucy
December 12, 2023
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Christina
November 19, 2023
Now that Christmas is coming, I started listening to this one again! So fun! I listened to it last night before bed, then I had a dream that I went to London and met Kim!
Dave
April 27, 2023
This is not as good as your other meditations because there is no background music. I prefer that because some meditations that others perform sometimes wake me up when there is a long pause between sentences with me drifting off to sleep. Despite that, your voice is very soft and relaxing. I still fell asleep and didn't hear anything in the last half of this meditation.
stacey
March 30, 2023
Unbelievable. Her stories put me into a deep, peaceful sleep like no other. I’m so happy I found her.
Cathy
December 20, 2022
I loved this shop. What a beautiful story. Merry Christmas. Thank you.
Morgaine
December 20, 2022
A beautiful story and meditation. Very soothing and relaxing . Thank you so much. 👼🙏👼 Merry Christmas to you and your Beloved Ones. Blessed Be; Morgaine ☃️