Moonlit Whisker Parade Cozy Sleep Story

This is a cozy sleep story designed to help relax the young and old alike. Embedded in the story is time for deep breaths, gratitude and intuition wisdom. The story itself is about 30 mins and then there is gentle relaxing music for an 8 hour rest.

Transcript

Hello,

This is Nancy from Nancy Inspired and I'm here with a cozy sleep story for you to help you drift off into a cozy loving sleep.

We're going to start with taking some deep breaths in.

We're going to breathe in through the nose and out through the mouth with gratitude for all of the blessings that you have.

We're going to breathe in some gratitude for our cozy blanket.

Thank you cozy blanket for keeping me warm.

We're going to breathe in some gratitude for your comfortable pillow.

Thank you comfortable pillow for letting me rest my head and let go of my day.

Thank you to the moonlight and the dark sky keeping me safe and warm and thank you to all those that love you.

As you get ready to listen to our story and drift off to sleep in a quiet little town where the street lamps glowed like warm fireflies.

There lived three kittens who loved bedtime more than anything else in the world.

Of course yummy snacks and playing with friends were a very close second but cozying up in bed at the end of a wonderful day was truly the most amazing feeling.

There was Mallow who was the youngest of the three kittens.

Mallow is a small fluffy white kitten whose fur looks like it was spun from clouds.

Her coat is thick and soft with little wisps that puff around her ears and tail making her look slightly rounder than she really was.

When she moves it's quietly and carefully like she's floating rather than walking.

Her paws are pale pink and always warm.

Her whiskers curve gently downward giving her a tender thoughtful expression.

Her eyes are a soft gray blue like the sky just before snow and her long eyelashes blink slowly especially when she feels safe.

When Mallow curls up she becomes almost perfectly round.

Her nose tucked in,

Tail wrapped close all cozy with her purse.

She smells faintly like clean blankets and warm milk.

Her presence feels comforting like a deep breath.

Mallow loves bedtime because she loves cozy feelings and soft thoughts.

Pip is the middle kitten.

A striped orange kitten with a purse so deep and happy it could wobble teacups.

His purr comes straight from his heart and right into yours if you have the chance to hear it.

Pip was a bright orange tabby with darker stripes that rippled across his sides and tail like gentle waves.

His fur was a little shorter than Mallow's and always slightly rumpled as if he just finished playing which most of the time he had.

His ears are a little too big for his head and one often tilts slightly forward when he's curious or excited.

His eyes are a warm amber gold full of sparks and movement.

His tail swishes when he's thinking and flicks when he's restless.

Pip's chest vibrates easily with purrs deep resonant and soothing.

When he settles his whole body hums softly like an engine.

His paws are sturdy and grounded and when he relaxes his purrs become even louder.

Even though Pip is usually always moving making his circles to settle into his bed is his favorite time of the day.

Luna was the eldest of the three kittens.

She was a silky black kitty whose eyes sparkled like stars.

Her fur is so smooth it looks like polished velvet in the moonlight.

Her coat shimmers faintly revealing subtle silver highlights that appear and disappear when she moves.

Her eyes are large and luminous a deep green with flecks of gold like stars caught in a forest pool.

They reflect the light easily and seem to notice everything without staring.

Her whiskers are long and straight always gently forward as if she's listening.

Luna moves quietly and deliberately.

She often pauses before acting sitting tall with perfect posture.

When she rests she tucks her paws neatly beneath her radiating calm.

There is always a sense that she knows something but she won't rush to say it and often keeps it to herself.

She loves to watch her younger siblings discover things for themselves.

Every night when the clock chimed its soft chimes the kittens gathered by the window to watch the moon rise.

They take a slow gentle breath together in through their noses and out through their mouths just like they always did before sleep.

They were just about to take a turn saying what they were grateful for in the day when something seemed a little different.

As the moon lifted above the rooftops it shimmered just a bit brighter than usual as if it were smiling just for them.

Suddenly a silver ribbon of moonlight started to swirl down toward them and spilled into the room curling playfully around the kittens paws.

It felt safe and warm like a hug made of light.

There was a quiet tinkling sound like little bells.

Then all three kittens heard a voice that sounded like it was all around them.

Because you breathe so softly and let the day grow still because you thanked the little things and rested in that feel.

The night grew bright and noticed your hearts began to glow.

Stillness opened moonlit doors you're ready now to know.

So step where calm and thankful meet.

Let wonder lead the way.

The moonbeam comes for those who pause and name one thing they're thankful for each day.

The kittens took a deep breath in and looked at each other.

Follow me the ribbon of moonlight whispered.

Luna listened to that voice inside herself and she knew she was safe.

Her whiskers trembled with curiosity.

Pip's tail puffed with excitement as the impulsive adventurous one he was ready to go before the last word was even finished.

Mallow let out a tiny brave mew the kind you make when you're feeling brave.

Together they stepped onto the moonlit ribbon.

Up up up they drifted floating like feather dandelion seeds.

They floated on the moonbeams past the roofs of houses and the tips of trees.

They felt warm and comfortable as they passed starlight that felt like soft kisses on their cheeks.

The path began to go brighter beneath their paws knowing exactly where they needed to go.

They watched in amazement.

Luna began to feel an energy inside like when you're on your way to see someone you love very much.

Pip was excited and filled with calm energy that made him feel like he could do anything.

Mallow felt a comforting presence that made her feel brave and loved.

Just then the three kittens saw the most beautiful cats they had ever laid eyes on just on the path ahead of them.

It was the shadow cats walking with graceful paws that shimmered like dark silk quiet guardians of dreams.

The shadow cats are tall elegant cats with long limbs and graceful necks.

Their fur is deep charcoal midnight blue or soft black and it shifts subtly with the light adding little bits of silver and gold.

Their eyes glow faintly and hold an ancient calm.

When they move their paws make no sound at all.

Each shadow cat carries a sense of protection and care for anyone around them.

Their presence feels like being watched over by the night itself.

They smell faintly of cool air and moonstone.

When they speak their voices are low and slow never rushed.

They bow or lower their heads to meet others at eye level with respect.

One of the shadow cats stepped forward and bowed her eyes glowing softly like candlelight in the dark.

You are here she said gently because you practiced being still and grateful.

You slowed your breath you softened your bodies and you spoke with gratitude before sleep.

The moonlight around them began to shimmer.

When hearts grow calm and thankful the shadow cat continued they become light enough to travel.

She lifted her paw toward the glowing path.

Welcome to the moonlit whisker parade.

The other shadow cats bowed.

You are not here by accident the second shadow cat whispered.

You are here because you are ready.

They smiled softly.

Walk with us now the night is kind and you are welcome.

Before them stretched a parade unlike anything they had seen on earth.

First came the moon mice wearing tiny hats made of stardust each one glowing with a different color of joy.

The moon mice are tiny cute round-bodied mice with silvery gray fur that glow softly as if dusted with the moonlight itself.

Their eyes are bright and curious like drops of light and their noses twitch constantly with delight.

They wear tiny hats and scarves or vests made of stardust and their tails are thin but sweet curling when they laugh.

They move in hops rolls and spins rather than straight lines.

When they laugh it sounds like soft bells with tiny giggles.

Their energy is playful and gentle.

Pip wanted to jump in and play with the mice feeling joy take over from his ears to his tail.

The comet crickets came next hopping and chirping bright little songs that tickled the air and made the kittens feel even lighter inside.

The comet crickets are slender glowing insects with shimmering wings that trail faint lines of light as they move.

Their bodies glow softly in colors depending on the song they're singing.

Their wings shimmer like glass and when they chirp the sound feels rhythmic making everyone around them want to move.

Their eyes are small but wise reflecting the starlight.

They move in arcs and spirals.

Their presence feels focused intentional and calm.

When many comet crickets sing together the air itself seems to listen.

Luna took in all the wonderful sights and sounds but she had a sense that there was something more that they weren't seeing.

One of the shadow cats noticed this and pointed out the observing owls.

The observing owls are quiet round-bodied owls who perch along the edges of the moonlit whisker parade.

They do not march or dance they simply are.

Their feathers are layered in soft shades of cream silver and warm brown like moonlight resting on old trees.

Their wings are wide but rarely spread.

Their eyes are large dark and kind reflecting the night rather than shining through it.

When they blink it is slow and deliberate.

They smell faintly of pine night air and something deeply familiar.

The owls don't need to do anything to be part of the parade they just are.

Without any signal the parade slowed growing quiet and still.

The shadow cats gathered the circle.

Before we walk with the parade the shadow cat purred we share a gift with all dreamers.

She lifted her paw and the moonlight softened.

Place one paw on your heart she said and the kittens did.

Now take a slow breath in and let it fall out gently.

Pip's purrs slowed to a steady hum.

Mallow felt a warm glow bloom in her chest and Luna felt a quiet sparkle calm and sure.

Imagine that warm feeling gently growing the shadow cat whispered until it becomes something soft a shining bubble all around you.

A glowing bubble appeared around each kitten smooth warm peaceful and protective.

This bubble is made of calm she said only love may come inside anything heavy floats gently away.

Then the shadow cat spoke again this bubble can be called upon at any time she purred with breath with words or with thoughts.

She invited them to say the words together out or quietly inside.

I am safe I am calm my bubble protects me.

As the words settled the bubbles shimmered softly moving easily with each breath.

If you need it stronger the shadow cat said you may say it three times but if you're very tired once is enough.

She bowed now she smiled you are ready and the parade began.

Pip trotted beside the moon mice his chest gently vibrating with each sleepy purr.

Mallow happily followed the comet crickets her bubble glowing like a pearl in the moonlight.

Luna walked with the shadow cats noticing the presence of the observing owls her bubble calm and steady like a quiet star.

Above them all the moon hummed a lullaby a low gentle tune full of soft light and sleepy warmth.

With every note the kittens felt their bodies grow heavier and their thoughts grow quieter.

Eventually the silver ribbon returned swirling lovingly around their paws.

It's time to go home it whispered.

The kittens floated back down to their cozy room landing in a soft pile of blankets.

Pip yawned his purr fading into a sleepy hum.

Mallow curled into a perfect little ball.

Luna tucked her nose beneath her paws safe peaceful and held.

As they drifted into sleep the moon peeked through the window and twinkled just for them and if you listen very closely you could still hear the faintest echo of the moonlit whisper parade drifting down from the sky.

Sleep well.