Get Sleepy: Sleep meditation and stories - Dandelion Wishes (Premium)

Episode Date: May 4, 2020

This is a preview episode. Get the full episode, and many more, ad free, on our supporter's feed: https://getsleepy.com/support. Dandelion Wishes  Narrated by Abbe Opher. The heartwarming story of a ...girl, her grandmother, her puppy, and dandelions.     About Get Sleepy Premium: Help support the podcast, and get: Monday and Wednesday night episodes (with zero ads) The exclusive Thursday night bonus episode Access to the entire back catalog (also ad-free) Premium sleep meditations, extra-long episodes and more! We'll love you forever. ❤️ Get a 7 day free trial, and join the Get Sleepy community here https://getsleepy.com/support. And thank you so, so much.  Tom, and the team. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

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Starting point is 00:00:00 Hi, Thomas here. You're listening to a preview episode. You can enjoy the entire story tonight by subscribing to our supporters' feed. There you'll get access to the entire back catalogue, bonus episodes, and more, and it's all completely ad-free. Click the link below to learn more. And thank you so so much. Me and the team really appreciate your support. It was the end of summer. The air was warm and smelled of freshly mowed grass. Sylvia played outside in the backyard. In the shade of a thick grapevine canopy it was nice and cool. Although the yard was small it had all of the trappings of an enjoyable playground, a wooden swing hung from the thick branch of a cherry tree. A red bicycle with training wheels was parked near the fence, and right in the middle
Starting point is 00:01:14 sat a big sand box. Colorful toys were scattered across the sand like sea shells on an oceanless beach. Assisted by her loyal dog, Picky, Little Sylvia played with a set of baking toys. She fetched water from the kitchen in a small blue bucket. She managed to keep at least half of the water from splashing out on the way back to the sandbox, where she carefully pulled some of the liquid into a basin in the sand. Mixing wet ingredients with dry ones was after all one of the first steps when baking. She enjoyed the grainy feeling of the wet sand between her fingers. It wasn't quite the same as cookie dough and didn't bring the joy of a sweet
Starting point is 00:02:13 treat but it was still quite fun. Once she had the perfect consistency for Sandy Doe, who was time to choose a baking mould. A cupcake? A cookie? Or a slice of cake? Sylvia said to Picky who laid nearby. A cupcake mould was yellow, Sylvia's favourite colour, making it a top choice. But since her upcoming tea party had a guest, she also asked for his opinion. Picky had fallen asleep, stretched on a fresh patch of grass. He enjoyed the quiet afternoon, ideal for a trip to Puppy Dreamland. His breaths were calm, yet his ears still seemed alert. When the little girl asked her question for a second time, he opened one eye lazily. Unimpressed by the pretend food he let out a high pitched yawn and went back to sleep. A cupcake it is, Sylvia decided as she pressed the grainy dough into the yellow toy.
Starting point is 00:03:35 Just as her two cupcakes finished baking in the sun, footsteps patted across the back porch. Grandma walked slowly, holding a tray with two tall glasses. She complimented Sylvia's wonderful baking skills and suggested a glass of lemonade would pair perfectly with the cupcakes. Grandma often made lemonade, it was her favourite summer drink. Her secret was adding elder flour to balance the sour taste of lemon juice. The big flour heads with white blossoms looked like small clouds composed of minuscule stars, they tasted sweet and had a slightly musky smell. Sylvia gulped down her lemonade for getting all about her tea party. After all the baking she had developed quite a thirst. The cold drink trickled down her throat, refreshing
Starting point is 00:04:47 her immediately. It was the perfect mix between sweet and sour, like some rain nourishing dry soil, each sip felt light and crisp on her tongue. Sylvia thanked her grandmother, who smiled kindly. Now help me with this trade, then we can go for a walk, she said. Hearing his favourite word, Picky woke up. After a few stretches, he wiggled his tail hoping that grandma would take him along. His big brown eyes were fixed on the little girl. Once she came back from the kitchen it was time to exit the big brown gate. Behind this gate, there was a world full of possibilities.

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