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Hello, it's Eric, welcoming you

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back to another relaxing episode

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of Listen to Sleep. It's

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been a beautiful rainy winter

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up here on the mountain.

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Bodhi, Joey and I have

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been taking long walks through

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the forest, rain or shine.

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If you're curious what they're like,

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I post lots of videos of

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our walks on my TikTok and

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Instagram. You can find

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links to both of those on

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listentosleep.com, where

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you can also join my email

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group, and I'll send you

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a bunch of goodies when you do, including

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some photos from our walks. There's

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something special about walking

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in nature, especially

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in the rain, when

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everything feels so clean

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and alive. It's

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a reminder for me of

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our connection to the

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healing power of the natural world.

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It's the place we all come from and

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will one day return to. One

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of the best parts of these winter

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walks is coming back

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to our warm cabin to

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sit by the fire as the rain

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gently falls. So

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I wanted to share a little

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bit of this magic with you

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in this week's original sleep meditation.

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You'll be immersed in the

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soothing embrace of the Northern

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California forest, where

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the gentle patter of

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rain and the warmth of a rustic cabin

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will invite you into a deep, peaceful

1:52

sleep. This

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guided meditation weaves a journey

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through ancient woods and surrounding.

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green lakes, culminating

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in a cozy fireside

2:04

retreat that soothes the

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soul and calms the mind.

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to this guided meditation

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designed to lead you into

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a peaceful night's sleep. Tonight

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let yourself be transported to

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the heart of a rain

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soaked forest here

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in Northern California. A

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place where natures embrace

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is a gentle invitation to

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release, relax, and

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rest. As

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you find a comfortable position, you can't do that. Im.

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Just. Allow the cares of

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the day to slip away.

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Preparing to journey into

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a world of tranquility.

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And renewal. Let's

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begin by focusing on

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the brass. Inhaling

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deeply. Trying.

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In the fresh moist air

4:29

of the forest. And

4:32

x hailing slowly. Just.

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Releasing any lingering

4:38

tense. Allow

4:43

yourself to imagine each

4:46

breath. As a

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way of relaxation. Washing.

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Over you. Soothing.

4:53

Your mind. And body.

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Just imagine the rhythmic

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sound of rain drops

5:04

accompanying you're breathing. Harmonizing

5:07

with each inhale

5:10

and exhale. As

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you begin this journey. Picture.

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Yourself at the entrance

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to a lush Northern

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California forest just after

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a gentle rainfall. Pierre's.

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Fresh, Filled.

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With a clean cent of

5:37

rain on pine needles and

5:39

earth. Each

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step forward. On

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the soft damp pass.

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Is a step. Deeper. Into

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tranquility. The.

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Canopy above. is

5:58

a rich tapestry tree of

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green, where droplets

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of water hang on

6:05

the tips of needles, shimmering

6:08

like tiny pearls in

6:11

the soft light that filters

6:13

through the trees. The

6:18

forest is quiet, the

6:21

usual hustle of daily life,

6:24

it's absent here, replaced

6:27

by the soothing sounds

6:30

of nature. Your

6:34

footsteps are muffled, the

6:37

moss and earth absorbing

6:40

the sound, making

6:42

you feel as if you're

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moving through another world.

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And you, ferns unfurl

6:55

their bright green fronds

6:59

glistening with moisture. They

7:03

line the path, leading

7:05

you onward, deeper

7:08

into the heart of

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the forest. You

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pause to touch one, its

7:18

surface cool and

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slightly slippery. It's

7:23

a small connection, a

7:26

reminder of the web of life

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that thrives in this tranquil

7:31

place. The

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path curves gently, and

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with each turn, new

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wonders reveal themselves.

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Small clear streams cross

7:52

your path, their

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waters cold and invigorating,

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bubbling over rocks and

8:01

roots. You

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stop by one, watching

8:08

how the water dances

8:10

and plays, a

8:13

natural melody that

8:15

speaks directly to your

8:17

spirit. It's

8:20

a sound that washes away

8:23

worry, leaving

8:25

behind a sense of purity

8:28

and renewal. As

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you continue, the

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forest begins to open up,

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revealing a meadow. The

8:44

rain has left its touch here,

8:46

too. The

8:49

grasses are bowed under the weight

8:51

of the water, each

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blade encased in

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a delicate sheath of

8:59

droplets. The

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meadow is a sea of green,

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filled with grasses and

9:08

ferns. Crossing

9:12

the meadow, you

9:15

find yourself at the edge

9:18

of a small lake. The

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surface is still, a

9:25

perfect mirror reflecting

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the surrounding forest and

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the sky above. Clouds,

9:37

white and grey, move slowly

9:40

across the

9:42

reflection, a

9:45

serene parade that

9:47

captivates your gaze. You

9:52

sit at the water's edge, dipping

9:56

your fingers into the cool

9:59

surface. Feeling

10:02

your connection to this place

10:04

deepen. The

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water is clear, allowing

10:14

you to see the smooth stones

10:16

that rest on the lake bed.

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Some are round, worn

10:24

by time and water, while

10:28

others are jagged,

10:32

newer to this environment.

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Each one a reminder

10:39

of the natural history of

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this place, a

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story of time and

10:46

transformation. Looking

10:52

up from the lake, you

10:55

notice that the clouds have

10:57

begun to part, revealing

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glimpses of blue

11:03

sky. Ocean

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beams find their way through the

11:08

openings, touching the

11:11

earth with light that

11:13

seems to make the whole

11:16

world sparkle. The

11:20

lake catches these beams,

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turning them into gold

11:26

and diamonds, a

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treasure trove of light. And

11:36

you rise, following the

11:38

lake's edge, until

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you come upon a

11:43

wooden bridge. It's

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old, it's

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wood silvered by weather, but

11:52

very sturdy. As

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you cross, you

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pause In the middle. Looking.

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Down into the water below.

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Fish. Small and

12:08

quick. Dart. In

12:10

the shadows, Their. Movements

12:13

creating ripples that

12:15

spread across the

12:17

surface. Distorting

12:19

the reflections in an

12:22

ever changing pattern. Reaching

12:29

the other side. You

12:32

into the forest once more.

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Here. The. Trees

12:38

are older. Their

12:41

trunks wide and tall.

12:45

Rising high into the

12:47

sky, They.

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Stand as Guardians of

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the Forest. Witnesses.

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To the passage of time. The.

13:00

Air Sea air feals,

13:02

ancient. Filled

13:04

with the wisdom. Of

13:06

the natural world. Birdsong.

13:11

Breaks the silence. A

13:14

chorus. It fills the air

13:16

with music. You

13:21

can't see them. Put.

13:24

Their presence is felt.

13:27

A reminder that place

13:30

thrives in this secluded

13:32

place. And

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the song is buried. each

13:39

bird adding it's voice to

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the symphony. Creating.

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A melody. That. Is

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both uplifting. And

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com in. The.

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Past winds through the

13:57

forest. Bringing.

13:59

you to a Clearing where the

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sun, now fully

14:04

revealed, bathes

14:06

everything in a

14:08

warm, golden light. The

14:12

rain has stopped, and

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in its wake, the

14:17

world feels renewed, vibrant

14:20

with life and

14:22

possibilities. In

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the center of this clearing stands

14:29

a cozy cabin, its

14:33

windows aglow with the promise

14:35

of warmth and rest.

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Smoke curls from the chimney, blending

14:43

with the fresh air, carrying

14:46

the scent of pine and

14:49

wood smoke. The

14:52

door stands open, inviting

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you in. As

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you approach, the

15:02

details of the cabin come

15:05

into focus. The

15:08

wood of the walls is

15:10

weathered, each

15:13

plank telling a

15:15

story of storms endured and

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sunny days enjoyed.

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The windows are framed

15:24

with curtains, the

15:27

fabric moving gently in

15:30

a breeze you can't yet feel.

15:35

And on the porch, a

15:37

rocking chair waits, as

15:39

if anticipating your

15:42

arrival. Stepping

15:47

inside, the warmth

15:49

envelops you, chasing

15:52

away the chill of the

15:54

outside world. The

15:58

interior is simple. wall,

16:00

but inviting, with

16:03

a large fireplace dominating

16:05

one wall. The

16:08

fire burns brightly, casting

16:11

a warm glow throughout the

16:14

room. You

16:19

find a place by the fire, settling

16:23

into a comfortable chair

16:25

that seems made just

16:27

for this moment. The

16:31

heat from the fire warms you,

16:35

relaxing muscles tired from

16:37

the walk. You

16:41

can feel yourself beginning to

16:43

let go, sinking

16:46

into the embrace of the

16:48

cabin, a forest,

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and the peacefulness that surrounds

16:55

you. As

17:00

you sit by the flames, the

17:03

sound of the rain begins again,

17:05

a gentle

17:07

patter on the roof that

17:10

complements the crackling of the

17:12

flames. It's

17:16

a symphony of warmth and

17:19

water, a

17:21

lullaby sung by the

17:23

cabin and the forest. The

17:27

rain is no longer

17:29

a signal of gray and

17:31

cold, but a melody

17:34

that enhances the snug, cozy

17:38

atmosphere of your retreat.

17:45

Walking around the cabin, you

17:48

notice the simple rustic

17:50

decorations that give it

17:52

character. A

17:56

woven rug lies on the floor.

18:00

patterns of green and brown

18:03

mirroring the forest outside.

18:07

On the walls, framed

18:10

pictures of scenic landscapes

18:14

offer windows to other

18:16

serene moments, each

18:19

captured with a reverence for

18:22

nature's quiet beauty. The

18:29

furniture is sturdy and

18:31

well-loved, each

18:34

piece telling its

18:36

own story of gatherings, of

18:39

quiet nights spent by the

18:42

fire, of laughter,

18:45

and of contemplation. The

18:49

shelves are filled with books,

18:53

their spines faded from

18:55

years of being held

18:58

and read. You

19:00

imagine the stories they contain,

19:04

titles of adventure

19:07

and peace, of

19:09

stormy nights and sunny days,

19:13

much like the one

19:15

you've experienced today. The

19:21

cabin, with its

19:23

warm fire and comforting

19:25

surroundings, feels

19:28

like a sanctuary, a

19:31

place set apart from the

19:33

rest of the world, where

19:36

you can truly rest and

19:39

rejuvenate. The

19:43

rain's rhythm against the windows

19:45

invites you to stay present

19:48

in this moment of peace, to

19:53

let go of any thoughts that

19:55

tug your attention away

19:57

from the here and the here. Your

20:06

eyes return to the fire, watching

20:10

as the logs shift and

20:12

settle, sending

20:14

up sparks that dance toward

20:17

the chimney before

20:19

vanishing. The

20:22

flames seem to dance too,

20:26

moving in patterns that

20:28

captivate and soothe. You

20:32

feel a deep sense

20:34

of relaxation spreading through

20:36

your body, from

20:39

the tips of your toes to

20:42

the crown of your head. Every

20:46

muscle unwinds, every

20:50

thought quiets, until

20:54

all that remains is

20:57

a feeling of profound

20:59

peace. The

21:04

cabin and the forest

21:06

outside become your

21:08

entire world, a

21:12

cocoon of natural serenity

21:14

that holds you gently. The

21:19

boundaries between you and the

21:21

rest of the world blur,

21:25

leaving a sense of oneness

21:27

with nature, with

21:30

the rain, the

21:32

trees, the

21:34

fire, and the

21:36

earth. In

21:41

this state of deep

21:43

relaxation, your

21:46

mind drifts toward sleep.

21:51

The bed in the corner of the

21:53

cabin, with

21:55

its thick quilts and soft

21:58

pillows, It

22:00

calls to you. It

22:03

promises rest, a

22:06

place to dream peacefully under

22:09

the watchful protection of the

22:11

forest and the soothing

22:14

song of the rain. So

22:20

you rise, feeling the

22:22

warmth of the fire on your

22:24

back as you move toward

22:26

the bed. Sliding

22:30

between the sheets, the

22:33

coolness of the fabric is

22:36

a pleasant contrast to

22:38

the warmth of the fire. You

22:42

position yourself comfortably, sinking

22:46

into the mattress, feeling

22:49

it support you in every

22:51

curve and contour of your

22:53

body. And

22:58

as you close your eyes, the

23:01

sound of the rain and

23:03

the fire fills your

23:05

senses, a

23:08

lullaby that beckons you towards

23:10

sleep. The

23:14

cabin with its sturdy walls

23:16

and roof shelters

23:19

you from the elements, providing

23:22

a safe haven for your dreams.

23:28

The forest whispers good

23:30

night, its

23:33

voice a distant murmur

23:36

that fades as you drift

23:38

into sleep. And

23:42

in your dreams, you

23:45

wander paths of green and

23:47

gold, always

23:50

safe, always

23:53

at peace. The

23:57

Cabin and the Forest Watch.

23:59

for you. Guardians

24:02

in your church A

24:04

night. Sleep

24:09

comes easily. Deeply.

24:14

Carrying. You away and

24:16

currents of tranquility. The.

24:20

World Outside continues it's

24:22

cycle of frame and

24:24

growth. Of

24:27

night turning today. But.

24:31

For now. You

24:33

are addressed in a sea

24:35

of peace. Boy.

24:38

By the serenity. Of

24:41

the natural world. And

24:45

so he rest. In

24:48

the heart of the Northern

24:50

California Forest. Embraced

24:53

by the gentle strength of

24:56

nature up. Until

24:59

the dawn lightens the

25:01

sky. Heralding

25:03

a new day. Of

25:07

possibilities. And

25:09

peace. And

25:16

there's are meditation is trying

25:18

to a close. You

25:21

can remain in this state

25:23

of relaxation. For. As long

25:26

as you like. When.

25:29

You're ready to drift off. Know

25:32

that this peaceful energy of

25:35

the rain forest. And

25:37

the warmth of the cabin. Will

25:40

accompany you and to sleep. Rest.

25:44

Well. Knowing that

25:46

you are embraced by the

25:49

natural world. Safe.

25:52

And at peace. In

25:54

the heart of the forest. Good

26:04

night.