Hello dreamer,
Tonight something extraordinary awaits.
A breeze drifts through your window and the stars seem to shimmer just for you.
Look outside,
What's that floating quietly just beyond the trees?
It's a magic carpet.
Its fabric is woven from midnight blue silk with golden threads that glimmer like constellations.
It hovers patiently in the moonlight as if it has all the time in the world.
You step toward it and the moment you sit down it sighs beneath you,
Warm and soft.
A gentle energy pulses through it like the beat of a sleeping heart and just like that it lifts off the ground.
No sound,
No rush,
Just quiet smooth motion like floating on a dream.
You lie back as the stars spin slowly above.
You are safe.
You are calm and your journey to dreamland begins now.
Your first destination is the valley of whispering winds.
The magic carpet glides through soft lays of mist then dips low into a wide glowing valley.
The grass below sways in perfect rhythm glowing faintly silver beneath a full moon.
It stretches out in every direction like a sea of light.
Each blade of grass hums with a soft vibration almost like they're breathing with you.
The wind here is alive,
It doesn't rush or blow,
It whispers.
It carries gentle voices that say peaceful things.
You are enough.
You are safe.
You are ready to rest.
As you hover above the field you notice delicate wildflowers opening as you pass.
They bloom only at night with petals that shimmer like ice crystals.
The air smells faintly of eucalyptus and warm pine.
From the mist a tall graceful wind spirit appears.
They move like a breeze and their cloak is made of flowing sky.
They bow gently and say welcome dream traveler.
This valley listens and it remembers the dreams the world forgets.
They hand you a silver ribbon that floats in your hand weightless.
This is a thread of peace they explain.
It will quiet your thoughts.
You sit for a moment surrounded by the whispering wind and feel yourself growing still inside.
The magic carpet curls around you gently like a protective wrap.
You exhale and let yourself drift higher again.
Now for your second destination,
The floating islands of light.
Far above the valley the sky opens to a blue sky.
To a wide glowing expanse where islands drift gently in midair.
They look like lanterns,
Some glowing amber,
Some pale blue,
Others deep amethyst.
Each one is a dream caught in a bubble of air floating peacefully in space.
You fly closer to one shaped like a spiral shell glowing golden.
As you land the ground feels soft and spongy like walking on memory foam.
Tiny glowing birds flit past you trailing glittering light.
They chirp lullabies in a language that feels like music in your chest.
The sky here is always twilight.
Lavender clouds swirl above and stars blink just beyond reach.
A calm figure in flowing robe steps forward.
Their eyes sparkle like galaxies.
I am the light keeper they say,
We gather joy here.
The quiet kind that lives in the heart.
They show you around the island,
A garden where colors bloom in slow motion.
A fountain that flows upward instead of down and a mirror that shows you your truest,
Happiest self.
Eyes closed,
Breathing softly.
They hand you a glowing crystal orb.
Inside it swirls gentle light that shifts with your breath.
This they whisper reminds you that joy is always close even when you forget.
You sit on a soft glowing stone.
The magic carpet rises behind you and gently wraps around your back like a pair of wings.
When it's time to go the birds chirp a sweet goodbye tune.
The air feels warmer as you rise again.
The orb glowing gently in your hand.
You are now heading to your third destination,
The forest of forgotten stars.
Now the sky darkens slightly,
Not scary,
Just deeper,
Quieter.
You descend into a vast forest of towering trees with silver bark and leaves that twinkle like stars.
The forest of forgotten stars is quiet,
Peaceful but not silent.
There's the faint rustle of wind through branches,
The occasional soft hoot of an owl.
And something else,
The sound of dreams finding their way home.
Each leaf on the trees holds a tiny glowing star.
A dream someone let go of but none are lost.
They wait here glowing patiently like they know they'll be remembered.
The magic carpet lands on a mossy path and it feels springy and cool under your feet.
Fireflies swirl around,
Their trails spelling shapes and words that fade as quickly as they appear.
From between two trees a tall silvery wolf appears.
Her eyes reflect the starlight and her voice is calm and low.
Here we hold the dreams people almost forgot,
She says,
The ones that still matter.
She leads you to a quiet clearing where you see a dream of your own.
Something small and beautiful you hadn't thought of in a long time.
It floats toward you,
Glowing brighter the closer it gets.
The wolf gives you a pendant made of moon wood carved with swirling patterns.
It feels warm in your hand and when you hold it to your heart it vibrates gently,
Steady and strong.
You thank her and the carpet curls around you again,
This time wrapping beneath and behind you like a hammock.
You close your eyes for a few breaths and then begin to rise once more.
You are now heading to your final destination,
The dream keeper's palace.
Now you're flying through the outer sky where the stars are huge and close and the night is so quiet you can hear your own heart.
Ahead a palace floats in space,
Shimmering with silver light and soft clouds wrapped around its towers.
The walls look like melted crystal and soft beams of moonlight drift through its windows.
The magic carpet lands on a balcony made of glass and mist.
Inside the floors are soft as velvet and everything glows with a peaceful dreamlike glow.
The dream keeper awaits in a flowing robe,
Their voice as calm as still water.
Welcome they say,
You've traveled far,
You've gathered peace,
Joy and memory.
Now it's time to rest.
They lead you to a chamber of cushions,
Blankets and stars,
Floating just overhead.
You lie down in the center as the magic carpet wraps fully around you now,
Cocooning you like a nest of warmth,
Softness and light.
The dream keeper places a gentle beam of silver light across your heart.
This will guard your dreams they whisper,
You are safe,
You are free.
Slowly the palace begins to fade into sparkling stardust and you begin to drift.
Deeper,
Softer,
Into the quiet of your dreams.
Your breathing slows in and out like soft waves under a moonlit sky.
You are safe,
You are loved and you are dreaming now.
Good night brave traveler,
Sleep deeply and dream beautifully.
