Get Sleepy: Sleep meditation and stories - The Duchess and Her Dog (Premium)

Episode Date: September 28, 2020

This is a preview episode. Get the full episode, and many more, ad free, on our supporter's feed: https://getsleepy.com/support. The Duchess and Her DogTonight, Tom reads the first story in a three-part series from Adele's jewelry shop. 😴  Sound design: crickets.    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

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 the afternoon sun. As you gaze at the glass, you notice different points of reflection, a sparkling pinprick of light, then another, and another. Your eyes follow the shining points as you move closer to the window. Curious to discover what's on the other side. It's a shop window, but the store doesn't appear

to have a name. It just bears the word, jewellery, on a faded wooden sign above the window. The letters are painted elegantly, though it seems a very long time ago. They could even be as old as the cobblestone beneath your feet. You cross the road slowly, mesmerized by the shimmering glass. You reach a warm patch of sunlight right in front of the shop. Cup your hands around your eyes to shield the sun and peer through the window. It looks like the contents of a treasure chest. Rings, necklaces, pendants, bracelets, broaches, charms, and cufflinks. You've never seen so much jewellery in one place. Looking closer, you notice everything is artfully arranged. Necklaces are looped over ornamental stands in order of size, growing progressively smaller. Bracelets are organized by colour

to create a repeating pattern. There's something intriguing about the shop and the treasures inside, so you decide to take a look. You push open the door and hear the delicate chime of a bell. You step through the doorway and detect a soft coolness to the air inside the shop. Your eyes take a moment to adjust to the dim lighting. It's a small room, but organised to make the most of its available space. Line the walls. A bronze ceiling fan, whirrs softly above. There's a musty, yet comforting floral scent. Poetry perhaps. And then, yes, there it is. A bowl of crushed rose petals hidden among the glass cases.

You realize that there's a door at the back of the room. It was camouflaged by the dim light. Then the door creaks open and a woman emerges, the shop owner. She's older, with artistic glasses and long grey hair, tired in a bun. Her attire is simple but selected with a certain elegance, and as you would expect, she is dripping in jewellery. Pearl necklaces adorn her neck, and when she waves hello, you see that every finger bears at least one ring. The shop is clearly a reflection of the owner's taste.

She welcomes you and introduces herself as Adele. She's making a pot of tea, but she'll be with you in just a moment.