As you settle in for tonight's journey,
You may begin to notice a familiar shift,
A soft internal drifting that tells your body it's time to go inward.
Take a deep breath in,
And let the exhale fall out of you,
Slowly,
Like a curtain gently lowering at the end of the day.
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Good.
And once more,
A slow breath in,
And a heavier,
Looser breath out.
Let your body settle,
Let the surface beneath you hold you,
As you drift into the first layer of rest.
Tonight,
We're going to gently retrain your mind,
To see bedtime not as a place of effort,
But as a doorway into ease.
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A doorway you can walk through without fear,
Without resistance,
Without anticipation of struggle.
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A doorway your body already knows how to step through naturally.
For so long,
Your mind may have paired bedtime with tension,
With hyper-awareness,
With the expectation of a fight for sleep.
You didn't choose that.
Your subconscious simply learned it from repetition,
And from trying too hard.
But tonight,
You will unlearn it,
Gently,
Effortlessly,
Deeply.
So imagine now,
Somewhere just in front of you,
A soft,
Hazy shape that represents your old nighttime pattern.
Not a scary thing,
Just a familiar shadow,
A learned reflex.
See it there,
Standing still,
A quiet silhouette made of old expectation.
Notice its texture,
Its weight,
Its distance from you.
And now,
As you exhale,
Imagine a warm golden light beginning to shimmer behind you,
Around you,
Through you.
This light holds a new pattern,
A new association.
It is the pattern of peace,
Of release,
Of effortless quiet.
And every time you exhale,
This golden light grows,
Spreading softly,
Gently pushing that old shadow pattern farther away,
Thinning it,
Unravelling it,
Dissolving it,
Into nothing,
Until all that remains is warm,
Open space.
Good.
Now,
In that open space,
Softly imagine yourself standing at a doorway,
The doorway to sleep.
But this time,
Notice how the doorway feels,
It's warm,
Inviting,
Safe.
You can see gentle light inside,
Soft pillows,
A cozy darkness,
A place where your whole being sighs out and goes slack.
And as you approach this doorway,
There is no resistance,
No fear,
No pressure,
Just a natural magnetic pull drawing you in like warm water,
Drawing you deeper.
In this trance state,
Your subconscious is wide open,
Ready to learn a new truth,
Bedtime is safe.
Bedtime is soothing.
Bedtime is a relief.
Bedtime is where I let go.
Let these truths sink in for a moment.
Let them echo.
Let them take root in the soft,
Receptive ground of your mind.
And now,
With your next slow breath,
Imagine stepping through that doorway,
And as your foot crosses the threshold,
Something deep inside you shifts,
A click,
A release,
A soft inner dropping,
As though every part of you spontaneously remembers how to rest.
Feel it,
That settling,
That melting,
That deep,
Instinctive calm that your body always had within it.
With each breath through this doorway,
Your subconscious learns,
Nighttime equals softness.
Nighttime equals safety.
Nighttime equals descent.
Nighttime equals peace.
And all the old patterns,
The dread,
The effort,
The trying,
Simply fall away as outdated code.
Old wiring,
Unplugged,
Wiring,
Settling into place,
Smoothly,
Quietly,
Effortlessly.
In a moment,
I will count down from 8 to 1.
With each number,
Your subconscious will strengthen the new pattern,
And your body will slip further into trance.
8.
Stepping deeper into the new association.
7.
Calm threading into the mind.
6.
Tension dissolving.
5.
Old patterns fading.
4.
New pathways forming.
3.
Settling,
Sinking,
Softening.
2.
Dropping into stillness.
1.
Fully in the new bedtime state.
Now repeat silently inside yourself as the words drift downward into your deeper mind.
I release the old pattern now.
My body knows how to rest.
Bedtime brings peace.
Sleep comes naturally to me.
I allow rest to find me.
Let the meaning of these words wrap around you like a warm blanket.
Let them settle where they need to settle.
Softly.
Slowly.
Delicately.
Slowly.
Rewiring you from the inside out.
Now,
You stand in the doorway of sleep fully aligned with this new pattern.
You don't have to try.
You don't have to think.
You don't have to force anything.
Your only job is to drift.
Float.
Sink.
Fall.
Into the deeper layers.
Beneath thought.
Beneath emotion.
Beneath awareness.
Where sleep is waiting with open arms.
Allow yourself to fall inward.
Into soft darkness.
Where rest is natural and sleep is easy.
Good night.
