Get Sleepy: Sleep meditation and stories - The Infinite Loop

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Starting point is 00:00:40 Via Rail, love the way. Welcome to Get Sleepy. Where we listen, we relax, and we get sleepy. My name's Thomas, and it's my honor to be your host. I'll be reading to you tonight as we enjoy a unique meditative piece which was written by D. Ahmed. One of the great things about the new five-day-a-week schedule we're now following on Get Sleepy is that we can occasionally try something a bit different and tonight's episode is just that. It's a bit of a hybrid of a plotless story and a meditation.

Starting point is 00:01:31 We truly hope you enjoy listening and find that it leads you into a deep, nourishing night's sleep. So let's begin winding down right away with these words preparing us for some good rest. Tonight, you're invited to unwind to let your thoughts settle and to spend a while inside a quiet room when nothing happened. There is no story unfolding here, no events to follow, no beginning, no middle, no end, just a room, a simple space, walls that hold the quiet, air that rests without urgency, corners that remains still, Nothing enters, nothing leaves, nothing changes in any important way. This episode intentionally avoids a traditional narrative arc. There is nothing to build towards, nothing to resolve, and nothing to remember.

Starting point is 00:03:25 You may drift in and out at any point. In fact, there's no need to remember this at all. We are simply spending time here where nothing happens, observing small impressions, subtle shifts in light, faint sounds, and gentle changes in atmosphere. They may loop. They may soften, they may return, but the room remains, and within it everything is unhurried. So let's begin. Perhaps you notice a soft colour now.

Starting point is 00:04:53 It is not a bright colour. It is not a defined shape. It is simply a suggestion of something drifting. at the edges of your awareness. Perhaps it is blue or something like blue. It moves slowly. Then pauses. Then moves again.

Starting point is 00:05:31 There is no reason to follow it closely. There is no reason to name it. Perhaps there is a sound. Not a clear sound. Not a voice. Not a noise you need to identify, just a gentle hum, a vibration that rises and falls, then returns again, softly. It does not progress.

Starting point is 00:06:21 It does not conclude. It simply exists. And allows you to notice. it or not. A thought may appear now. Small, incomplete. It does not need to complete itself. It drifts. It dissolves. It returns in fragments. Perhaps you notice it again. Perhaps you do not. It makes no difference. There is a sense of movement somewhere. Not your movement, not any physical motion. Just the idea of drifting, of folding, of turning softly in circles. The sensation has no destination, no conclusion.

Starting point is 00:07:57 It curves and curves again. Perhaps you notice. a memory. It is not a detailed memory. It is not something you need to hold. It is a hint, a half-formed impression. A shape without edges. It appears and softens. Before it fully arrives, perhaps it disappears. It returns. Colors may shift slightly now. Or perhaps they remain the same. Perhaps the sound hums a little differently. Or perhaps it has never changed. You do not need to keep track.

Starting point is 00:09:23 You do not need to know. Perhaps there is a feeling of lightness. Not dramatic. Not noticeable to anyone else. Just the soft lifting of weight. of thought, of awareness, curling gently around itself. You may drift with it, or you may let it pass. It does not matter.

Starting point is 00:10:15 The small impressions return, sometimes together, sometimes alone. The color drifts. The sound hums. The thought appears. The feeling rises and softens. Then all of it fades slightly. Then all of it returns. Round, if you are trying to follow this story,

Starting point is 00:11:09 you may find it impossible, and that is exactly the point there is nothing to follow, no line to trace, no chapter to remember. You do not need to hold on to a single thing. It will continue, whether you notice or not. Perhaps you feel warmth now. Not in your body. Not in any specific place. Just warmth. a sense, a suggestion, a gentle presence, curling softly, at the edge of your awareness. It folds in on itself. It spreads without direction. It softens. It returns. Perhaps a shadow passes in your mind, not real, not important.

Starting point is 00:12:45 Just a suggestion, a contrast, a fold, a drift. It does not need to be remembered. It does not need to make sense. It is simply hear the sensations loop over and over. Colours, sounds, thought, warmth, shadows, returning, softening, returning again. Perhaps there is a sense of space now, not far, not near, just a gentle openness between one impression and the next the color drifts. Then space. The hum rises. Then space. The thought flickers.

Starting point is 00:14:34 Then space. Nothing fills it. It does not need filling. It simply rests. Quiet. unmarked, perhaps the space feels wide, or very small. It may stretch. It may soften. It may be barely noticed at all. You do not need to enter it. And you do not need to understand it. It asks nothing.

Starting point is 00:15:31 It holds nothing. It simply allows. everything else to appear and disappear. The color rests inside it. The sound hums through it. The thought brushes against it. Warmth settles within it. Even the shadow passes quietly across it. And when everything softens, the space remains, not empty, not full, just open. Perhaps there is a sense of weight now, not a burden, not a tension, just the gentle presence of heaviness, or perhaps softness, that rests beside your awareness without demanding attention.

Starting point is 00:17:05 It does not shift or move unless it chooses. You may drift with it or you may let it go. It does not matter. Perhaps you notice time stretching. Or perhaps it has stopped. There are no markers here. No hour. No minute.

Starting point is 00:17:53 Only loops. Only return. turn. Only drift. Perhaps a color appears again. It shifts again. It softens again. It may be blue or something like it, or it may be gone. It will return. Perhaps a sound hums again. Hum rises. It falls. It curves around itself. It is far. Familiar and unfamiliar, round and round, perhaps a thought arrives. Incomplete, it folds softly, it drifts away, perhaps it will return, perhaps not, it does not matter, swamps returns, perhaps it folds into softness, perhaps it drifts, perhaps it drifts,

Starting point is 00:19:57 Perhaps it does not. Everything is optional. Everything may disappear. Everything may return. You may begin to notice the loops themselves. The color, the sound, the thought, the warmth, the shadow. They curve around each other. They fold.

Starting point is 00:20:48 They unfold, round and round. Even this noticing softens. You are aware of awareness. Perhaps you are aware of nothing at all. It is all acceptable. It is all intended. Perhaps the impressions fade slightly. Perhaps they return.

Starting point is 00:21:49 Perhaps the drift. becomes softer, perhaps the loops widen. Everything moves quietly. Everything folds softly. Everything continues. Perhaps a sense of lightness returns. Perhaps warmth curls softly. Perhaps a shadow drifts. Nothing is noticed at all. Maybe the color appears again. Maybe it's disappears. Maybe the hum curves. Maybe the thought returns. Maybe it does not. Everything moves gently. Everything curves softly. You feel soft. Perhaps you drift lightly. Perhaps you drift deeply. There are no requirements. There are no Expectations. Only this, only loops, only drift, perhaps now. All sensations fold together.

Starting point is 00:24:15 Color, sound, thought, warmth, shadow, a curve. They return. They fold. They fold. They drift. They drift. over and over. You notice that you do not need to remember any of this, and that is exactly how it works. Perhaps you may not recall what has happened. Perhaps fragments remain. Perhaps nothing remains. It is all part of the drift.

Starting point is 00:25:32 Everything loops. everything folds everything drifts nothing begins nothing ends nothing needs attention even these words

Starting point is 00:26:05 fade sightly but only the rhythm remains perhaps only the loop exists nothing at all is noticed It is all acceptable. It is all intended. The story continues.

Starting point is 00:26:51 It continues whether you are listening. It continues. Whether you drift away. It continues softly, quietly, endlessly. It continues. infinitely.

Get Sleepy: Sleep meditation and stories - The Infinite Loop

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