Welcome to this guided sleep meditation called Lightness.
Let's begin.
Please prepare your pillow and squeeze it now,
Tightly,
To make a dreamy pillow.
Get really comfortable,
Closing your eyes softly.
Ready for dreaming.
Entering into lightness.
Breathing air into the body and connect to its air current of lightness.
Knowing air is all around you,
So soft on the skin and so soft into the airwaves.
Breathe its delicate touch,
Nourishing with oxygen.
Air flowing continuously in and out.
Imagine now the bedroom window is fully open and more and more air is entering this room,
The bedroom.
Air loves to travel and flow everywhere.
The name of air coming through the open bedroom window is called the wind.
This wind brings to you a bedtime story to encourage the lightness of dreams.
Let the eyes smile,
Softening your face into lightness.
That air,
That wind are really the same.
Listen for the wind.
On a windy day and on a windy night,
Soft sounds fills my ears completely.
It feels good to feel the wind so close to me,
Full of lightness.
It reminds me too of being in the shower.
So clean and soft,
Water always is.
And so is the wind,
Clean and soft,
Very fresh.
My invisible playful friend,
It is the wind.
Wind is big,
Possibly the biggest thing in this world.
It likes to touch things and move them about.
From the ground all the way up to the highest of clouds.
So first I investigate and look down to my feet at green grass.
So tiny each blade of grass that makes a fresh lovely green carpet so soft.
But wind makes it sway.
All the individual blades of grass sway in all directions.
Leaning to the left as if bowing to the wind.
Grass leans to the right for the wind is in a hurry.
Then I look up sky high and clouds are bopping along on the wind.
Time for some cloud staring.
Cloud watching can be fun for it makes me feel different but good.
I stretch my eyes high.
I can almost feel the clouds that move on the wind.
It makes me think and see the whole world is truly spinning around.
Gravity keeps my feet on the floor.
So wind has a lot of fun with clouds.
Making them big.
Making them small.
And extremely fluffy.
Between the green grasses and all those clouds leaves one by one drop softly to the ground.
Wind runs through the trees looking for anything loose.
Now autumn the wind plays the game of leaf dropping.
Catching you out of course.
All my clean clothes from the washing machine hang outside on big windy days.
Mothers love the smell of wind on their clothes.
For it smells so fresh and airy.
But hanging washing out makes me think of sails that move ships and little boats faster through yes wind power.
Set sail has huge fabrics catches all the air.
Pushing the ships and little boats forward.
Yes wind travel.
What about the sea?
Succumbing to the wind with ripples and huge waves.
For nothing is still but a dancing big style.
Side to side up and down and around.
What about the birds smothered in feathers.
And feathers are so light.
The perfect combination for wind.
Air currents,
Wind currents and large flocks of birds will travel from country to country.
Cold migration.
How else can a bird reach the tallest of trees without wind as their companion,
Their friend.
And back to me.
For I am not a cloud,
Not a bird or a tree.
But wind runs all around me and through me.
Touching and tickling me.
Feeling very alive.
Goes up my nose before I can think.
Looks down my mouth and throat into my tummy.
Runs through my fingers and thumbs.
Tosses my hair.
And every tiny hair on my skin is pricked up by the wind.
My eyes feel a soft pressure as wind locks me in the eye.
The temperature means wind has been to many places.
Arctic winds may visit me.
So calm,
So deeply fresh that my breath turns to white fog.
Or perhaps a hot wind of Mediterranean heat.
It loosens my clothes and I crave for shorts and t-shirts.
What about wind beyond the earth into the universes of all the planets?
For it is invisible but touches everything.
If I blow out now my breath,
My air.
Am I not the wind inside of me too?
For I feel it as I blow my breath on my skin.
A little wind but still the wind.
Can this wind send me to sleep?
Be so soft,
Be gentle and sway me quietly.
So I can drift into dreams.
I shall follow the wind into my dreams and play just like you.
Dreaming something special about you.
And something special about me.
So as I fall to sleep,
Let wind lift my feet off the ground.
Feel the wind under my feet.
Let me travel by wind and see more and more different,
Wonderful things.
Although I am human,
I think I could fly and float on the wind.
After all it is a dream.
Let it take me and be full of lightness.
Exciting to move about like the wind itself.
Maybe I will have some fun,
Explore and travel by wind.
With a smile on my face,
Let me travel by wind.
With a smile on my face,
Let me bond and befriend the wind.
And dream something special about you.
And something special about me.
Time to go to sleep now.
Have a wonderful dream.
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