Get Sleepy: Sleep meditation and stories - Lapland's Winter Magic
Episode Date: December 26, 2022Narrator: Thomas 🇬🇧 Writer: Christa ✍️ Sound design: crackling fireplace, cafe ambience, soft music 🔥☕️🎵 Includes mentions of: Winter, Walking, Ice Skating, Beverages, Ice and Sn...ow Welcome back, sleepyheads. Tonight, we’ll be taking a trip to arctic Finland for a special wintry retreat, filled with magical moments. 😴 Watch, listen and comment on this episode on the Get Sleepy YouTube channel! And hit subscribe while you're there! :) Support our Sponsors Check out great products and deals from Get Sleepy sponsors: getsleepy.com/sponsors/ Support Us - Get Sleepy’s Premium Feed: https://getsleepy.com/support/. - Get Sleepy Merchandise: https://getsleepy.com/store. - Apple Podcasts: https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/get-sleepy/id1487513861. Connect Stay up to date on all podcast news and even vote on upcoming episodes! - Website: https://getsleepy.com/. - Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/getsleepypod/. - Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/getsleepypod/. - Twitter: https://twitter.com/getsleepypod. About Get Sleepy Get Sleepy is the #1 story-telling podcast designed to help you get a great night’s rest. By combining sleep meditation with a relaxing bedtime story, each episode will guide you gently towards sleep. Get Sleepy Premium Get instant access to ad-free episodes, as well as the Thursday night bonus episode by subscribing to our premium feed. It's easy! Sign up in two taps! Get Sleepy Premium feed includes: Monday and Wednesday night episodes (with zero ads). The exclusive Thursday night bonus episode. Access to the entire back catalog (also ad-free). Exclusive sleep meditation episodes. Discounts on merchadise. We’ll love you forever. Get your 7-day free trial: https://getsleepy.com/support. Thank you so much for listening! Feedback? Let us know your thoughts! https://getsleepy.com/contact-us/. That’s all for now. Sweet dreams ❤️ 😴 Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices
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I'm your host, Thomas.
Thanks so much for listening.
To all who've been celebrating, I hope you've had a wonderful Christmas this year.
I absolutely adore the
festive season, I think it's important that we cherish opportunities to show loved
ones that we care, and to be thankful for what we have in our lives, whether that's
at Christmas or any other time of the year. And I want to remind you that I am grateful for you, wherever you are and however you
might feel about this time of year.
Just know that you are loved and appreciated and your presence in this world is in itself
the greatest gift there could be. Tonight we'll be taking a trip to Arctic Finland
for a special, win-tree retreat. There are lots of magical moments in store for us there
and I know you'll really enjoy. Don't worry if you drift off to sleep at any time during this story though. You can always come back and
listen again another time.
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Now then, get yourself settled in a nice and comfortable wherever you are.
If you'd like to close your eyes, now is a good time to do that. Gently use your other senses to explore your environment.
Notice how the covers are settling down over your body and how they feel on your skin.
over your body and how they feel on your skin. Are they cool and refreshing or snuck and warm? Use your ears to really zone in on my voice. And you may find that that in itself, summons feelings of comfort and familiarity,
particularly if you've been listening to the show for some time already. long deep breath, enjoying the air as it enters your nose and mouth, and then let it out with
a sigh, feeling the shoulders dip and the neck and facial muscles relax. Relax.
Repeat that slow controlled breath in and enjoy the sensation of release as you let the
air flow back out. Gradually, allow your breathing to return to normal, as your body and mind move closer to
sleep. And now, we'll travel to a beautiful landscape covered in snow and ice, where our story begins. The smell of firewood lingers in the air. It mixes magically with the aroma of chocolate and coffee and creates
the perfect mood with the snow falling outside. You clutch a mug of hot chocolate between both hands.
You can feel the warmth of the drink sinking into your skin,
sending a warming sensation through your body.
You bring the hot chocolate up to your nose and breathe in the sweet, slightly minty aroma. You're sitting in a quaint coffee shop in Northern Finland.
This special region is called Sapmi or Latpland and it's covered in snow for more than half the year.
It's located above the Arctic Circle, after all.
These wintery months make it a unique place, and the life and culture here are fully intertwined
with the long nights and snowy weather.
The coffee shop is set inside of a traditional hut resembling a log cabin. However, it has a more triangular shape and features a large stone fire pit
in the middle of the room. Polished wooden picnic-style tables also docked the cafe's interior.
the cafes interior. The place is perfectly warm enough for a turtle neck jumper, but your long winter coat hangs on a wooden rack across the room.
You can hear the sounds of mugs clinking together as a woman washes dishes behind the counter.
Around you are locals and other visitors to this wondrous region of Finland. You hear a mixture of languages from English and Finnish to Russian and Spanish.
Dim yellow lights create a moody rustic atmosphere in this place. They are situated on metal fixtures that are sprinkled evenly around the room.
Outside it is already getting dark.
Days are short here.
However, you can still see some colour in the sky as you look out at the wintry scene.
Fresh snow is falling, almost in slow motion onto a thick blanket already covering the ground.
In the distance, you can see other shops and homes in the village.
You can even make out the cabin where you will be spending the night.
All of the buildings have the same soft yellow tinted lights and the colour creates a beautiful glow against the snow.
Snow-covered trees are also scattered around the village.
This scene looks so magical that you want to capture a memory of it.
You unzip your backpack and rustle through a set of gloves, a journal, and even a pair
of ice skates.
They sit at the bottom of your bag, secured safely. You touch one of the laces and remember how excited you are about the rest of your
day. Soon you find your phone, it feels cold to the touch. You open your camera app and shift your body towards the window.
You hold up your phone as you tap the screen to adjust the focus.
Then you proceed to snap a few photos before bringing it back down.
You would mire the last photograph until the screen light fades.
Then you promptly turn off the phone and place it into your backpack.
The zipping sound of the bag mingles with the crackling of firewood next to you.
Now, you turn your gaze to the table and pick up the ceramic mug of hot chocolate.
You bring it up to your nose and breathe in softly before taking a sip.
You hold the warm cup for a while, sipping it every so often as you admire the scenery both inside and out.
Soon your mug is empty and you place it scoot off of the wooden bench you've been sitting on.
You smile and wave goodbye to your server as you gently remove your coat from the rack. Soon, you reach the curved door that leads out onto a small front facing patio.
As you grab the handle, you can feel the chill of winter embrace you.
You open the door and feel the cold sensation move over your body, but just for a moment.
Your layers and thick coat are ready for even the coldest of days.
Before heading off, you take a seat on a bench adjacent to the door.
The spot is under the roof and free from snowfall.
You unzip your backpack and pull out a pair of warm, woolly gloves. You slide them on one by one and adjust the finger sections until
they feel perfectly snug on each hand. Now you are ready, you think. As you stand back up, you let out a deep breath.
You can see the warmth of it lingering in the air for a few moments before it fades away.
You have rented a kick sled for the duration of your trip.
It's one of the best ways to get around these snow-filled and unsalted roads.
Your kick sled is mostly made of wood. It has a chair mounted onto a pair of metal runners, almost
like a set of skis. At the top there are sturdy handlebars.
Before entering the cafe, you left your sl sled just to the right of the building.
You hear the soft sound of snow crumbling beneath your feet with each and every step.
The kick sled is just how you left it, but with a bit of snow stacked up on the chair and
handlebars.
At this moment, a local man walks by.
He tells you that there is a snow scraper just inside the shed next to you.
You look over and notice the small outbuilding, with a long door and quaint triangular roof,
much like the cafe itself.
Smiling, you thank him for his kindness.
With a quick and strong tug, you're able to get to the old door open.
Pieces of ice had formed in the open spaces of the door, holding it shut. Before long, you notice the snow scraper and pull it out from behind a large rake.
You then brush off the snow from the chair and handlebars of your kick sled. Then, you place the scraper back where you found it, and push the door firmly to secure it.
Now, you are almost ready to ride towards the forest, you think.
You carefully stole your backpack in the chair of the kick sled, ensuring it will stay put.
Then you step onto the kick foot and then you're left.
Once you feel like your feet are in a comfortable position, you place your glove tans onto the
sled sandal bars.
You imagine for a moment how cold they would feel without your woolly gloves protecting you.
You then remove your dominant foot from the sled and push yourself and the kick sled forward
with a strong step into the blanket of snow.
Bits of sparkly flakes fly up like fireworks as you do this.
Before you know it, you are on your way, navigating down the straight snowy street of this Arctic village.
You take turns between gliding through the snow and kicking your foot against the ground
to restore your speed. You continue to do this, passing village cabins and pedestrians along the way.
In the distance, you can see the soft pale colours of the sunset,
set. Light shades of pink intermingle with the delicate blue of the sky. The colors darken as the moment's pass. The sun sets early above the Arctic Circle at this time of year.
The people here are used to the dark days and rare sunlight.
They have learned to embrace it.
That is why coziness, candles and fireplace-lit cafes are common here.
Soon, you pass by the man you spoke with just a few moments ago.
You can probably hear you coming thanks to the rhythmic washing sound of your sled against the snow. You wave and exchange greetings
without slowing your speed. Tiny snowflakes tap your nose and cheeks as you navigate down the road. You feel happy in this moment, like you belong
here. There is nowhere else you would rather be right now, you believe. As you kick out to your foot again, a few children soon passed you on their own kick
sleds.
You fear a cold wind envelop you as they saw by. You look out at them and see two young boys standing up on the sleds.
They are bundled up in warm winter gear, woolly scarves and all, and another child sits
in one of the chairs on the kick-slide. Her mitten-covered hands rest on her lap and she is wearing a white
knitted beanie. Pieces of her hair dance in the wind as the group ventures further down the street. After a few more minutes of riding, you
leisurely make a right-hand turn. As you come around the corner, a true winter plant makes itself known. You can see the lake covered in thick ice.
Surrounding much of the lake are pine trees magically dusted in snow. You can already smell the aroma of fresh pine in the air.
It entices your senses.
It is one of your favourite wintersy smells.
A bit of peppermint, a dash of pine, and lots of warm spices really embody the winter season to you.
The sun has almost completely set and you can see stars beginning to pop up in the dark
blue sky. A few lamp posts flicker on in response to the darkening day. You can hear a faint clicking
sound as the lights turn on. It looks like the perfect scene for ice skating you think to yourself.
the perfect scene for ice skating you think to yourself. Once you are close enough you come to a stop letting out a little sigh after you are
leisurely ride down the street.
You look forward and admire the snow-covered pine trees that meet the frozen lake and blissfully
snowy terrain for a few more moments.
A sturdy looking log catches your eye. It's laying flat on a blanket of snow, providing a beautiful contrast with
its dark brown colour. You with your right hand, use
your left to pull at the glove's fingertips before carefully sliding it off and slipping
it into your coat pocket. You repeat the same motions with the left
glove, feeling the soft woolen knits between your fingertips.
You then bend forward and unzip your back.
and unzip your back.
You push some things to the side until you are able to take out your pair of ice skates.
They clink and bump against each other you carefully pull them off of each shoe.
As you do this, you feel the chill of the metal ice skates against your bare hands. You drop the covers into your bag and leave it unzipped.
Currently you are wearing snuggly snow boots.
They have kept your toes and feet warm for the duration of your trip and you're almost hesitant to take them off in this cold weather.
Nonetheless, you scoot your backpack over and take a seat on the chair of the kick sled.
You prop up your right foot on the log to get closer to your boot.
Then you unlace your shoe and slide your foot out, feeling the thick fleece lining of
the inside of the boot. You gently drop the boot onto the snow and then slide your foot into
the ice skate. You wrap the laces around your hands and pull tightly to secure the skate onto your foot.
Now, you carefully tie a sturdy and tight knot and wiggle your foot to make sure the fit is
perfect.
You bring your right foot off the lock and then quickly repeat the motions again with your left.
Once both of the skates are securely on, you feel a tingling butterfly-like sensation in your stomach.
fly like sensation in your stomach. Luckily, it is finally time to take to the icy lake.
Before you prop yourself up, you grab each of your gloves out of your coat pockets and place them back on your hands. You can instantly feel your skin warming up to a cozy temperature once more.
Now you are ready, you decide.
You stand up and take a couple of steps towards the frozen lake.
The snow crunches under your skates.
Before you know it, you are on the ice.
Your body is moving in an almost magical way.
You haven't ice-skated in a special dance as you glide across the lake.
The blades hiss and grind, creating a beautiful sound as you swell around the thick, freezing
ice.
You feel so happy and carefree in this moment.
It's just you and the natural beauty of Arctic Finland all around.
You find yourself spinning in circles most joyously.
You smile and chuckle as you look up at the sky, feeling thankful for this special life. As you do this, a large snowflake falls onto the tip of your nose.
This makes you giggle even more. You feel like this day couldn't get any better.
You continue to skate, allowing the sensational feeling of freedom to consume you.
As you glide, you play around with different ice skating tricks, like turning around and
skating backwards.
It takes you a moment to get the hang of it, but once you are in the swing of things, it
feels completely natural. You sway your hips back and forth, zigzagging across the lake as you skate backward.
After a few minutes, you turn around and as you do this, you can feel the crisp air surrounding
you. The temperatures have dropped since the sun set.
This makes you think about the moon. You slow down and look up at the sky again, searching for it.
There it is, you whisper to yourself.
It's a thin, crescent moon, but it still shines brightly in the night sky.
Near it, you notice Venus.
You remember it's the planet because it looks like a star, but doesn't twinkle.
Instead, maintaining notice something peculiar.
It says though a fog is appearing in the sky, you squint a small, joyful gasp.
As the colours deepen into a mesmerising, bright green, you realise you are witnessing the
northern lights, or the Aurora Borealis. The green lights sway back and forth
in the star-dotted sky, almost mimicking the way that you've been skating. The lights continue to shimmer. One section is a bright, almost
neon green. From there, the lights extend and soften as they dance and move.
But, despite the movement overhead, it feels like time has been standing still.
You don't even remember if you are still skating on the ice or not. You feel like you have transcended space and time, gazing up at the beautiful sky.
The otherworldly colours, the lights and the performance itself feel so close. You reach out your hand to try and touch it.
And then in a fleeting moment, the light's pulse and fade away,
like curtains being drawn at the end of a performance.
Your body feels tingly all over as you after seeing the spectacle of the Aurora Borealis.
You've never witnessed anything like it, you think. You are so glad to have been here on this perfect day.
You slowly glied around the lake one last time as your mind focuses on the natural phenomenon
you just witnessed.
Then you make your way to the edge of the lake closest to your belongings.
You carefully step off the frozen lake as a few tiny pieces of ice shoot up from beneath
your skates.
Once you're back in the snow, you sit down in the Kexlet.
Your fuzzy boots are waiting patiently for you. You bend down and untie each of your ice skates and pull them off one by one.
You set them aside that fell on your shoulders
while you skate it.
As you pick up your skates, you feel the weight of them in one of your hands as you dig out the protective covers for
the blades with the other.
You gently push the covers onto each of the blades and plop them into the back. Letting out a contented sigh, you zip up your backpack one last time.
Now you pull your kick sled back onto the main path and prepare for the short return
ride to the centre of the village.
Back on the kick-slide, you speed along the snow-covered path.
Some locals and visitors are still out enjoying the evening. You notice they all have a similar happy glow about them. You imagine yours is the
same. As you sled past a group, you hear them talking about the northern lights. You smile, thinking about the extra special view you experienced from
the secluded lake. Soon you arrive at your cabin and park your sled next to some others.
There's no need to lock it up or secure it in any way.
This is a safe and trustworthy place.
There are a couple of stairs that lead up to the cabin.
You softly kick the front of your boots against them, knocking off clumps of snow along
the way.
Once you are at the door, you scrape your feet against the snowflake patterned door mat and turn the knob to enter.
The small cabin has a main area where a few guests can gather around the fireplace.
You look over at the crackling fire and spot a couple sitting close to one another holding
steaming mugs of some warm drink.
The steam billows up while a woman takes a sip. As the door closes behind you, she turns your way and smiles, before gazing once again
at the fireplace.
Heading down the hallway, you hear the creaking of the wooden floorboards beneath your feet.
Soon you reach your room.
It's a cozy bedroom with a large bed and rustic decor. A small pine tree sits in the corner, sending its lovely scent into the air.
You slip off your boots, and flick on a string of fairy lights on the wall by your bed,
that creates a welcoming mood.
A cross from your bed is a window.
You walk over and pull open the curtains,
closing your eyes and making a hopeful wish.
For a moment, you look out at the mounds of snow, and then up at the clear, star-filled sky.
With a yawn, you begin to prepare yourself for bed. Soon you're pulling back the luxuriously soft blankets and slipping
yourself between layers of bed sheets, one leg at a time. You fluff your pillows and then lean across to the bedside table to flick off the fairy
lights.
Then like magic, you see the northern lights through your window.
Glowing greens intertwine with soft whites in the sky.
The lights move slowly, like they are dancing and humming along to a bedtime story.
Time passes and the lights glisten high above you. Before you know it, you can barely keep your eyes open.
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