Get Sleepy: Sleep meditation and stories - The Night Garden (Premium)

Episode Date: February 11, 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 Night Garden  Narrated by Abbe Opher. Explore a quiet garden that many special plants and animals call home.     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 appreciate your support. Inside your cozy home is a sitting room. It's your favourite room and a place where you can spend a great deal of time. The wallpaper with flowers arranged in bouquets is familiar and calming. Flickering orange light bounces off the glass windows as the smell of wood burning in the fireplace fills your nose. It is hard to leave the comfort of this safe place, or something is calling you for an evening adventure.

The overstaffed armchair and enchanting books will be here when you return. warm sweater, who close the door of your home and walk along the stone pathway. The night garden is at the edge of the woods. You must cross a meadow to reach the dirt path that will take you to where the garden lives. A gentle breeze rustles through the trees on the other side of the road. Their leaves flutter like the wings of a thousand butterflies. Twilight is fading into night, guided by moonlight you now enter the meadow. The moon is bright and full. It sits above the horizon and lights the green fields up with silvery shadows. The grass is tall and droops over like the crests of ocean waves, rising and falling as the wind blows through. Each star twinkles like a diamond. There are so many,

Each star twinkles like a diamond. There are so many. It's as if a giant spilled his sugar bowl all over a black velvet blanket. As you emerge from the field, a thin layer of dew coats your shoes. Here you follow a dirt path that runs along an old stone wall. A bit of dust kicks up with every step. Small rocks and sticks crunch beneath your feet as you make your way up a gentle hill. From the top you can see small cottages tucked into the little valleys where the other fields are knit together. Smoke billows from their chimneys in thin white wisps. A head of you the tall garden wall comes into view. It's made of stones large and small. Over hundreds of years rain and wind have made its smooth to the touch.

The stones are cold and wet moss grows through the cracks where pieces have crumbled away. Though it's dark, you can make out the green ivy that grows along the wall. Behind this cloak of ivy, a glimmer of metal catches your eye. It's an iron latch that opens the gate of the entrance to the night garden. The gate itself is made of old wood that has been painted many times over. You lift the iron latch unlocking the gate. As you push the gate open, it holds back the draping ivy, allowing you to enter unentangled. You let go of the gate and it slowly creaks closed behind you. you