Speaker 1: Welcome. Find a comfortable position, lying down, allowing your body
Speaker 1: to be fully supported. You don't need to do anything
Speaker 1: right now except be here in this moment, allowing yourself
Speaker 1: to sink deeper and to rest. As you settle in,
Speaker 1: know that there's nowhere else you need to be, nothing
Speaker 1: else you need to do. This is your time to
Speaker 1: let go, to release, to allow your body and mind
Speaker 1: to drift into deep, peaceful sleep. We're going to journey
Speaker 1: through your body together, bringing gentle awareness to each part,
Speaker 1: inviting it to soften, to release, to melt into the
Speaker 1: surface beneath you. Let's begin by bringing your awareness to
Speaker 1: the very top of your head. Notice the crown of
Speaker 1: your head and imagine a wave of relaxation beginning here,
Speaker 1: like warm honey slowly pouring down. Feel any tension in
Speaker 1: your scalp dissolving, melting away. Your forehead becomes smooth and spacious,
Speaker 1: releasing any lines or tightness. This wave of relaxation flows
Speaker 1: down over your temples, softening the small muscles there. Your
Speaker 1: eyebrows relax, no longer holding any expression. Your eyelids grow heavy,
Speaker 1: so heavy, resting gently closed, the tiny muscles around your
Speaker 1: eyes release completely, sinking back into your skull. Feel this
Speaker 1: softness spreading across your cheeks, your nose, your jaw. Your
Speaker 1: jaw unclenches, your teeth parts slightly in your tongue, rests
Speaker 1: softly in your mouth. There's no need to hold anything here.
Speaker 1: Let your whole face become like water, smooth and still.
Speaker 1: Now bring your awareness to your neck, this place that
Speaker 1: holds so much carrying the weight of your head all
Speaker 1: day long. Allow your neck muscles to soften now front
Speaker 1: and back, side to side. Feel your throat relax, your
Speaker 1: breath flowing easily and naturally. Your head sinks deeper into
Speaker 1: your pillow, fully support it. Let this wave of deep
Speaker 1: relaxation flow down into your shoulders. Your shoulders, which carry
Speaker 1: so much tension, so much responsibility, Feel them dropping away
Speaker 1: from your ears, melting down toward the surface beneath you.
Speaker 1: Release any tightness, any holding. Your shoulders become soft and heavy,
Speaker 1: like warm sand, settling. This deep relaxation spreads down your
Speaker 1: upper arms. Feel your muscles letting go, the bones heavy
Speaker 1: and supported. Your elbows soften, release in any subtle tension.
Speaker 1: The relaxation flows down your forearms like a gentle stream,
Speaker 1: washing away any tightness. Your wrists relax completely, becoming loose
Speaker 1: and soft. This peaceful feeling flows into your hands, your
Speaker 1: palms opening and releasing. Each finger relaxes, from your thumbs
Speaker 1: to your pinkies, every tiny joint softening. Your hands rest peacefully,
Speaker 1: completely at ease. Bring your awareness now to your chest.
Speaker 1: Feel your rib cage expanding and contracting with each natural breath.
Speaker 1: There's no need to control your breathing, just allow it
Speaker 1: to flow at its own perfect rhythm. Your chest softens
Speaker 1: with each exhale, releasing any tightness, any holding. Your heart
Speaker 1: beats steadily, calmly, peacefully. This wave of relaxation spreads across
Speaker 1: your upper back, between your shoulder blades. Feel the muscles
Speaker 1: here releasing layers of tension, softening, melting into the surface,
Speaker 1: supporting you. Your spine lengthens and settles, each vertebra releasing. Now,
Speaker 1: bring your awareness to your abdomen. Feel your belly rising
Speaker 1: and falling gently with each breath. Allow your stomach to
Speaker 1: be soft, completely relaxed. There's no need to hold it
Speaker 1: in or control it. Let it be soft and natural,
Speaker 1: rising and falling like gentle waves. This deep relaxation flows
Speaker 1: into your lower back, this area that works so hard
Speaker 1: to support you. Feel it softening now, releasing into the
Speaker 1: surface beneath you. Any ache, any tension, any tightness, simply
Speaker 1: melts away, dissolving into the earth below. Feel this wave
Speaker 1: of peace spreading across your hips, your pelvis, all the
Speaker 1: large muscles here softening, letting go. Your hips become heavy
Speaker 1: and grounded, settling deeper into rest. Any tension held here
Speaker 1: simply releases and flows away. Now bring your awareness to
Speaker 1: your upper legs, your thighs. Feel these powerful muscles softening,
Speaker 1: no longer needing to hold or support. They become heavy,
Speaker 1: so wonderfully heavy, sinking down your knees, release any subtle tension,
Speaker 1: becoming loose and comfortable. This peaceful feeling flows down into
Speaker 1: your lower legs, your calves, and shins. Feel these muscles
Speaker 1: that carry you through your day, now completely relaxing, letting go.
Speaker 1: Your legs become heavy, like tree trunks rooted in the earth,
Speaker 1: solid and still. Your ankles soften and release. This deep
Speaker 1: relaxation flows into your feet, the soles of your feet
Speaker 1: releasing into the surface beneath them. Your heels grow heavy,
Speaker 1: the arches of your feet soften. Each toe relaxes from
Speaker 1: your big toes, to your little toes, every joint releasing. Now,
Speaker 1: take a moment to scan your entire body. Notice how
Speaker 1: heavy you feel, how relaxed, how deeply at peace. From
Speaker 1: the top of your head all the way down to
Speaker 1: the tips of your toes, your body is completely relaxed,
Speaker 1: completely at ease. With each breath you sink deeper into
Speaker 1: this peaceful state. Your body knows exactly how to rest,
Speaker 1: how to release, how to drift into deep restorative sleep.
Speaker 1: You're safe, You're comfortable, You're completely at peace. There's nothing
Speaker 1: you need to do now, nothing to figure out, nothing
Speaker 1: to solve, just to allow yourself to float in the
Speaker 1: sea of tranquility, drifting deeper and deeper into RESTful sleep.
Speaker 1: Your body is heavy and relaxed, your mind is quiet
Speaker 1: and calm. Sleep is welcome here. You're ready to drift
Speaker 1: into the peaceful rest your body and mine deserve. Let
Speaker 1: yourself go now, floating, drifting, sinking into deep, peaceful, restorative sleep.
Speaker 1: Bry Tonight, our story begins in a kingdom blessed with peace.
Speaker 1: In this gentle land, rolling hills stretched endlessly beneath soft
Speaker 1: blue skies. Wild flowers grew in meadows that swayed in
Speaker 1: the warm breeze. Birds sang melodies that floated on the wind.
Speaker 1: And in the heart of this peaceful realm stood a
Speaker 1: castle of pale stone, its towers reaching up toward the clouds.
Speaker 1: In this castle lived a king and queen who had
Speaker 1: long wished for a child. Year after year they hoped,
Speaker 1: and then on a spring morning, when apple blossoms filled
Speaker 1: the air with sweetness, their wish came true. A daughter
Speaker 1: was born to them, a princess with skin like rose
Speaker 1: petals and hair like golden silk. The kingdoms celebrated with
Speaker 1: quiet joy. Church bells rang out across the valleys, their
Speaker 1: sound carrying over fields and forests. The people gathered in
Speaker 1: village squares, sharing bread and honey, speaking in soft voices
Speaker 1: of the blessing that had come to their land. The
Speaker 1: king and queen decided to hold a christening for their daughter.
Speaker 1: They sent out invitations on parchment scrolls sealed with red wax.
Speaker 1: The castle was prepared with care. Servants hung garlands of
Speaker 1: white roses along the stone walls. They polished the silver
Speaker 1: until it gleamed like moonlight. They swept the great hall
Speaker 1: until the marble floors shone like mirrors. On the day
Speaker 1: of the christening, guests arrived from near and far. They
Speaker 1: came in carriages that moved slowly down winding roads. They
Speaker 1: came on horses that clip clopped gently across cobblestones. The
Speaker 1: castle filled with the quiet murmur of voices, the rustle
Speaker 1: of silk gowns, the soft glow of hundreds of candles.
Speaker 1: Among the guests were seven fairy godmothers. These fairies were
Speaker 1: wise and kind, each one ancient beyond measure. They moved
Speaker 1: with grace, their footsteps making no sound. They wore gowns
Speaker 1: that seemed woven from starlight and dewdrops. When they spoke,
Speaker 1: their voices were gentle as lullabies. One by one, the
Speaker 1: fairies approached the cradle where the infant princess lay sleeping.
Speaker 1: The baby breathed softly, peacefully, unaware of the gifts about
Speaker 1: to be bestowed upon her. The first fairy leaned over
Speaker 1: the cradle. She raised her hand, and a soft shimmer
Speaker 1: of light appeared. I give you beauty, she whispered, beauty
Speaker 1: that blooms like roses in spring. The second fairy stepped forward,
Speaker 1: another gentle glow. I give you grace, she said, softly,
Speaker 1: grace in every movement, like a swan gliding across still water.
Speaker 1: The third fairy came close. I give you kindness. She murmured,
Speaker 1: a heart that feels compassion for all living things. The
Speaker 1: fourth fairy blessed the child with a voice like music,
Speaker 1: sweet as bird's song at dawn. The fifth fairy gave
Speaker 1: her wisdom, the kind that grows slowly like an ancient oak.
Speaker 1: The sixth fairy bestowed joy, the ability to find light
Speaker 1: even in darkness, to see wonder in simple things. And then,
Speaker 1: just as the seventh fairy prepared to give her gift,
Speaker 1: the great doors of the hall burst open. A cold
Speaker 1: wind rushed in, making the candles flicker. The room fell silent.
Speaker 1: All eyes turned toward the doorway. There stood a fairy
Speaker 1: who had not been invited. Her name was Maleficent, and
Speaker 1: she was older than the oldest trees, older than the
Speaker 1: hills themselves. She had been forgotten, overlooked when the invitations
Speaker 1: were sent, and now anger burned in her heart like
Speaker 1: a black flame. She moved into the hall, her dark
Speaker 1: robes trailing behind her like shadows. The other fairies drew back.
Speaker 1: The King and Queen stepped forward trying to make peace,
Speaker 1: trying to apologize for their mistake, but Maleficent raised her
Speaker 1: hand for silence. She approached the cradle the baby slept
Speaker 1: on unaware. Maleficent looked down at the innocent child, and
Speaker 1: when she spoke, her voice was cold as winter frost.
Speaker 1: I too, have a gift for the princess, she said.
Speaker 1: Listen well, before the sun sets on her sixteenth birthday,
Speaker 1: she shall prick her finger on the spindle of a
Speaker 1: spinning wheel and die. The words hung in the air
Speaker 1: like ice. The queen gasped. The King moved to protect
Speaker 1: his daughter, but Maleficent was already gone, vanishing like smoke,
Speaker 1: leaving only the echo of cruel laughter behind. Silence filled
Speaker 1: the hall. Then softly, someone began to weep, but the
Speaker 1: Seventh Fairy, who had not yet given her gift, stepped forward.
Speaker 1: She was small and young compared to the others, but
Speaker 1: her eyes held ancient wisdom. I cannot undo Maleficent's curse,
Speaker 1: she said gently. Her magic is too strong, but I
Speaker 1: can soften it. I can change it. She leaned over
Speaker 1: the cradle and placed her hand softly on the baby's forehead.
Speaker 1: You shall indeed prick your finger on a spindle, she whispered,
Speaker 1: But you shall not die. Instead, you will fall into
Speaker 1: a deep sleep, asleep like peaceful dreams on a quiet night,
Speaker 1: and this sleep will last until true love's kiss awakens you.
Speaker 1: It was not the gift she had planned to give,
Speaker 1: but it was the gift most needed, And though it
Speaker 1: could not remove the curse entirely, it transformed death into
Speaker 1: something gentler, into sleep, and to rest, into waiting. The
Speaker 1: King and Queen held each other grateful for this mercy,
Speaker 1: but still they feared for their daughter. The very next morning,
Speaker 1: the king gave a command all spinning wheels in the
Speaker 1: kingdom were to be destroyed, every last one. Soldiers went
Speaker 1: from house to house, from village to village, collecting spinning wheels.
Speaker 1: They gathered them in great piles in the castle courtyard,
Speaker 1: and there they burned them all until nothing remained but
Speaker 1: ashes carried away on the wind. The kingdom adapted. People
Speaker 1: learned to make cloth in other ways. They found new methods,
Speaker 1: new tools. Life continued different than before, but still filled
Speaker 1: with simple joys, still peaceful. The years passed slowly, gently
Speaker 1: at the princess grew. She learned to walk, taking small,
Speaker 1: careful steps across the castle floors. She learned to speak,
Speaker 1: her voice sweet as the fourth the fairy had promised.
Speaker 1: She played in gardens where roses bloomed in shades of
Speaker 1: pink and red. She fed bread crumbs to birds that
Speaker 1: gathered without fear at her feet. She was kind to
Speaker 1: everyone she met, servants and nobles alike. The King and
Speaker 1: Queen watched over her, always, never letting her wander far.
Speaker 1: They kept her safe within the castle walls. They surrounded
Speaker 1: her with love and care, but they could not stop time.
Speaker 1: Summer followed, spring and autumn followed. Summer and winter came
Speaker 1: and went, leaving behind memories of snow and frost. The
Speaker 1: seasons turned like a great wheel, slow and steady, unstoppable.
Speaker 1: The Princess's sixteenth birthday drew near. On the eve of
Speaker 1: that day, the castle bustled with quiet preparations. Tomorrow there
Speaker 1: would be a celebration, a feast, music, dancing. The princess
Speaker 1: would wear a gown of silver silk. There would be
Speaker 1: flowers and candles in joy. But tonight the castle was calm.
Speaker 1: The princess found herself restless. She had spent the day
Speaker 1: in her chambers trying on dresses, speaking with her ladies
Speaker 1: in waiting, but as evening fell, she felt drawn to explore.
Speaker 1: There were parts of the castle she had never seen,
Speaker 1: old wings, forgotten corridors, rooms no one had entered in years.
Speaker 1: She slipped away from her attendants and began to wander
Speaker 1: down a hallway. She went, her footsteps soft on ancient stone,
Speaker 1: past tapestries that hung on walls, their colors faded age,
Speaker 1: past doors that were locked and bolted. The castle was
Speaker 1: so vast, so full of secrets. She climbed a spiral staircase,
Speaker 1: round and round, up and up, until she reached a
Speaker 1: floor she had never visited before. Here the air smelled
Speaker 1: of dust and thyme. Cobwebs hung in corners like lace.
Speaker 1: Everything was still. At the end of a long corridor,
Speaker 1: she saw a door slightly ajar. Light flickered from within,
Speaker 1: the warm glow of a candle, perhaps or a small fire. Curious,
Speaker 1: the princess approached, she pushed the door open. Inside was
Speaker 1: a small round room at the top of a tower.
Speaker 1: A single window looked out over the kingdom, showing forests
Speaker 1: and fields bathed in the soft light of dusk, and
Speaker 1: in the center of the room, an old woman sat
Speaker 1: at a strange device, working with thread and wood. It
Speaker 1: was a spinning wheel, the last spinning wheel in all
Speaker 1: the kingdom, hidden away, forgotten. The old woman looked up
Speaker 1: and smiled, but it was not a kind smile. Her
Speaker 1: eyes were dark and knowing, and though the princess did
Speaker 1: not recognize her, she should have, for the old woman
Speaker 1: was maleficent in disguise, waiting patiently all these years for
Speaker 1: this very moment. Come in, my dear, the old woman said,
Speaker 1: her voice like honey, come and see what I'm doing.
Speaker 1: The princess stepped closer, fascinated. She had never seen a
Speaker 1: spinning wheel before. The way it turned and the way
Speaker 1: the thread formed, it was like magic. What is this,
Speaker 1: she asked, A spinning wheel? The old woman replied, would
Speaker 1: you like to try? The princess reached out her hand,
Speaker 1: drawn by curiosity, by fate, by the curse that had
Speaker 1: been placed upon her in the cradle sixteen years ago.
Speaker 1: Just touch the spindle here, the old woman said, and
Speaker 1: the princess did. The sharp point of the spindle pricked
Speaker 1: her finger. A single drop of blood appeared, read as
Speaker 1: a rose, read as rubies. The princess gasped. She stepped back,
Speaker 1: and then a wave of drowsiness washed over her, not painful,
Speaker 1: not frightening, but gentle, like the feeling of lying down
Speaker 1: after a long day, like the weight of eyelids that
Speaker 1: can no longer stay open, like the pull of dreams
Speaker 1: that cannot be resisted. She felt herself sinking, falling slowly, softly,
Speaker 1: and as she fell, the Seventh Fairy's magic caught her,
Speaker 1: cradled her, eased her down onto a small bed that
Speaker 1: had appeared in the corner of the tower room. The
Speaker 1: Princess's eyes closed, her breathing became deep and slow, peaceful.
Speaker 1: She was asleep. At that same moment. Throughout the castle,
Speaker 1: everyone else began to fall asleep too, for the Seventh
Speaker 1: Fairy had extended her spell to protect the kingdom. While
Speaker 1: the princess rested, The king, sitting on his throne, felt
Speaker 1: his head grow heavy. He leaned back and slept. The
Speaker 1: Queen in her chambers lay down upon her bed and
Speaker 1: drifted into dreams. Knights in the Great Hall slumped in
Speaker 1: their chairs, their heads on the table. Servants in the
Speaker 1: kitchen paused mid task, one with a spoon raised to
Speaker 1: her lips, another with his hand on a pot. They
Speaker 1: stood frozen for a moment, then slowly sank to the
Speaker 1: floor asleep. Even the dogs in the courtyard curled up
Speaker 1: and closed their eyes. Even the doves in the rafters
Speaker 1: tucked their heads beneath their wings. The entire castle fell
Speaker 1: into enchanted sleep, and, as if to protect them all,
Speaker 1: great thorny vines began to grow around the castle walls.
Speaker 1: They grew quickly, thick and tangled, covered with thorns as
Speaker 1: sharp as needles, They climbed the towers, wrapped around the gates,
Speaker 1: spread across the courtyards. Soon the entire castle was hidden
Speaker 1: behind a wall of thorns, a wall so dense that
Speaker 1: no one could pass through. The kingdom beyond the castle
Speaker 1: tried to reach them, but could not. The thorns were impenetrable,
Speaker 1: and so the people of the realm waited and wondered
Speaker 1: and told stories of the sleeping princess behind the wall.
Speaker 1: Years passed, many, many years. The castle slept on, the
Speaker 1: princess slept on, unchanging, unaging, moved differently within the spell.
Speaker 1: A hundred years passed like a single night. Forests grew thicker,
Speaker 1: villages changed, New generations were born, grew old, and passed away.
Speaker 1: The story of the Sleeping Princess became a legend, a
Speaker 1: fairy tale that parents told their children at bedtime. But
Speaker 1: the castle remained hidden behind its wall of thorns, waiting
Speaker 1: until one day a prince came riding through the forest.
Speaker 1: He was young and brave and kind hearted. He had
Speaker 1: heard the legend of the Sleeping Princess, and something drew
Speaker 1: him to seek her out. Perhaps it was curiosity, perhaps
Speaker 1: it was fate. Perhaps it was love calling to love
Speaker 1: across the years. He rode his horse through the ancient
Speaker 1: woods until he came to the wall of thorns, and
Speaker 1: there he stopped and stared. The barrier rose before him,
Speaker 1: impossibly high, impossibly thick. No one had ever passed through it.
Speaker 1: Many had tried and failed. But as the prince approached,
Speaker 1: something miraculous happened. It was the day, the exact day,
Speaker 1: when the hundred years were complete, the curse had run
Speaker 1: its course. The time had come for the spell to break.
Speaker 1: The thorns began to move slowly, silently, they parted. Where
Speaker 1: there had been a solid wall, A path opened. The
Speaker 1: vines drew back, creating a tunnel of green leaves and
Speaker 1: sharp thorns that did not touch him. It was as
Speaker 1: if the forest itself was welcoming him, guiding him forward.
Speaker 1: The Prince rode through, wonder in his eyes. He emerged
Speaker 1: into the castle courtyard. Everything was still silent, dust hung
Speaker 1: in the air, caught in shafts of gold and sunlight.
Speaker 1: He dismounted and walked forward, his footsteps echoing on the cobblestones.
Speaker 1: He entered the great hall. There he saw nights slumped
Speaker 1: over tables, servants frozen mid task, all of them sleeping soundly.
Speaker 1: Their chests rose and fell with slow, deep breaths. They
Speaker 1: looked peaceful, as if lost in pleasant dreams. The Prince
Speaker 1: walked through the castle, searching up staircases, down corridors, the
Speaker 1: rooms filled with sleeping people, until finally he climbed a
Speaker 1: spiral staircase to the highest tower, and there, in a
Speaker 1: small room, he found her. The princess lay on a
Speaker 1: small bed, her hands folded across her chest, her golden
Speaker 1: hair spread around her like a halo. Her face was serene, beautiful,
Speaker 1: untouched by time. She looked as if she might wake
Speaker 1: at any moment. The prince approached slowly. He knew somehow
Speaker 1: what he needed to do. The legend had told him
Speaker 1: true Love's kiss would break the spell. He knelt beside
Speaker 1: the bed. He looked at her sleeping face, and he
Speaker 1: felt his heart stir with something he had never felt before,
Speaker 1: a recognition, a connection that went deeper than words. Gently,
Speaker 1: he leaned down and pressed his lips to hers. It
Speaker 1: was a soft kiss, brief, and it was enough. The
Speaker 1: princess's eyes fluttered, her lashes moved, color returned to her cheeks.
Speaker 1: She drew in a deep breath, the first true breath
Speaker 1: in a hundred years. She opened her eyes and looked
Speaker 1: up into the face of the prince. Hello, she said, softly, Hello,
Speaker 1: he replied, smiling. Throughout the castle, others were waking too.
Speaker 1: The king stirred on his throne, The queen sat up
Speaker 1: in her bed, nights stretched and yawned. Servants resumed their
Speaker 1: tasks as if no time had passed it. All dogs
Speaker 1: barked in the courtyard, Doves cooed in the rafters. The
Speaker 1: spell was broken, the long sleep was over. The princess
Speaker 1: sat up, and the prince helped her to her feet.
Speaker 1: Together they walked down from the tower. They descended the
Speaker 1: spiral staircase through the castle halls, past the waking inhabitants,
Speaker 1: who blinked in confusion and joy. When they emerged into
Speaker 1: the courtyard, the sun was setting, painting the sky in
Speaker 1: shades of pink and gold. The wall of thorns was
Speaker 1: withering away, falling to the ground, leaving only clear paths
Speaker 1: and open gates. The kingdom beyond the walls saw the
Speaker 1: thorns disappear. They saw the castle emerge as if from
Speaker 1: a dream, and they came running, celebrating, rejoicing. The sleeping
Speaker 1: princess had awakened. The curse was broken. There was no
Speaker 1: grand battle, no final confrontation with Maleficent. The wicked Fairi's
Speaker 1: curse had simply run its course and exhausted itself. Her
Speaker 1: power was gone, scattered like ashes on the wind, and
Speaker 1: she troubled the kingdom no more. In the days that followed,
Speaker 1: there was much rejoicing, but it was quiet rejoicing, not
Speaker 1: wild or frantic, but gentle and full of gratitude. The
Speaker 1: king and Queen held their daughter close, the prince stayed
Speaker 1: by her side, and slowly the kingdom returned to life.
Speaker 1: The princess and the prince spoke together, walked together, discovered
Speaker 1: that they understood each other in ways that went beyond words.
Speaker 1: Love grew between them, not sudden or dramatic, but natural, steady, true,
Speaker 1: And in time they married. It was a wedding hell
Speaker 1: in the castle gardens, surrounded by roses and apple blossoms.
Speaker 1: The seven good fairies attended, smiling, their work finally complete.
Speaker 1: The people of the kingdom gathered to celebrate, their faces
Speaker 1: filled with joy. And so the story ends as all
Speaker 1: good stories should end, with love, with peace, with happiness.
Speaker 1: The princess who slept for a hundred years woke to
Speaker 1: find everything she needed. The prince who sought her found
Speaker 1: everything he had been searching for, and the kingdom, which
Speaker 1: had waited so long in silence, came alive again with
Speaker 1: laughter and song. They lived happily ever after. And now,
Speaker 1: as our story comes to a close, let yourself rest too,
Speaker 1: Let your breathing slow, let your body relax, Let your
Speaker 1: mind drift like clouds across a peaceful sky. Sleep now,
Speaker 1: sleep peacefully, dream of castles and roses, of magic and kindness,
Speaker 1: of love that conquers all. Let go of the day,
Speaker 1: let go of your worries. Just rest, sleep and know
Speaker 1: that when you wake, you too will find your happy ending.
Speaker 1: Good Night.
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