Guided Sleep Meditation & Sleep Hypnosis from Sleep Cove - Scottish Myths and Legends
Episode Date: January 24, 2024With Burns Night being this week, I have decided to read two Scottish myths. They are called: "The Fairies of Merlin's Craig" "The Mermaid Wife". Please leave a 5-star review & SUBSCRIBE on Apple... and Spotify. Sleep Cove Premium Become a Premium Member for Bonus Episodes & Ad-Free listening: Visit https://www.sleepcove.com/support and become a Premium Member. Get Instant Access and sign up in two taps. The Sleep Cove Premium Feed includes: - Access to over 400 Ad-free Episodes - Regular Exclusive Bonus Episodes - A Back Catalogue of Dozens of Exclusive Episodes - Full Audiobooks like Alice in Wonderland - Your name read out on the Show - Our Love! Get your 7-day free trial: https://sleepcove.com/support For Apple users, click the TRY FREE button for a 2-week free trial and become a Premium Member Today. Support our Sponsors: This episode of Sleep Cove is brought to you by BetterHelp. Give online therapy a try at betterhelp.com/sleepcove and get on your way to being your best self. Our Sister Shows: - Calm Cove - https://link.chtbl.com/bgSKfkbt - Relaxing Music & Ambient Sounds - Mysteries at Midnight - Mystery Bedtime Stories - https://link.chtbl.com/skj6YFah - Let's Begin - Daytime Meditations with wake sections at the end - https://link.chtbl.com/Z--DgSH4 - YouTube Bedtime Story Channel - https://rb.gy/t7wyjk - YouTube Sleep Hypnosis & Meditation Channel - https://www.youtube.com/channel/UClE6WJgPYRBtwVQ1qDBrbqw Connect: - Join the Newsletter for a Bonus Meditation - https://www.sleepcove.com/bonus - Facebook: https://rb.gy/azpdrd - Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/sleep_cove/ - TikTok: https://www.tiktok.com/@sleepcovechris Recommended Products: Comfortable Sleep Headphones - https://www.sleepcove.com/headphones The Best Mattress from Puffy: https://sleepcove.com/puffy Our Sister Shows in more detail: Calm Cove is our music channel, where you can find Relaxing Music, White Noise and Nature Sounds - https://link.chtbl.com/bgSKfkbt Let’s Begin is our brand new Day Meditation podcast. Start your day feeling relaxed and positive, or take some time out to unwind with these calming meditations with wakeners at the end so that you can continue your day. If you love our bedtime stories, check out Mysteries at Midnight, our brand-new podcast dedicated to the mystery stories our listeners love so much. Enjoy even more from Poirot, Sherlock and more classic mystery tales. _______________ All Content by Sleep Cove is for educational or entertainment purposes and does not provide or replace professional medical advice, diagnosis or treatment. Always seek the advice of your medical professional before making any changes to your treatment and if in any doubt, contact your doctor. Please listen in a place where you can safely go to sleep. Sleep Cove is not responsible or liable for any loss, damage or injury arising from the use of this content. _________________ Sleep Cove content includes guided sleep meditations, sleep hypnosis (hypnotherapy), sleep stories (visualizations) and Bedtime Stories for adults and grown-ups, all designed to help you get a great night's sleep Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices
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have you ever gazed in wonder at the great pyramid
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To Sleep Cave with me, Christopher Fitten.
This week I've been invited to a Burns night.
It's a celebration of the Scottish poet Robert Burns,
where people remember his poetry and also celebrate Scottish culture.
With that in mind, I decided to read a couple of Scottish mythical tales out on the podcast.
The Fairies of Murden's Crang
About 200 years ago, there was a poor man working as a labourer on a farm in Nanickshire.
He was what is known as an aura man.
That is, he had no special work,
mapped out for him to do.
He was expected to undertake odd jobs of any kind that happened to turn up.
One day, his master sent him out to cast Pets on a piece of Morland that lay on a certain part of the farm.
Now this strip of Morland ran up at one end to a curiously shaped crag, known as Merlin's crag.
Because, so the country folk said, that famous enchanter had once taken up his abode there.
The man obeyed, and being a winning fellow, when he arrived othermore,
he set to work with all his might, and he had lifted quite a quantity of peat from near the crag,
when he was startled by the appearance of the smallest woman that he had ever seen in his life.
She was only about two feet high, and she was dressed in a green gown and red stockings,
and her long yellow hair was not bound by any ribbon, but hung loosely round her shoulders.
She was such a dainty little creature
That the astonished countryman stopped working
Stuck his spade into the ground
And gazed at her in wonder
His wonder increased when she held up
One of her tiny fingers
And addressed him in these words
What whilst thou think
If I was to send my husband
To uncover thy hand
You mortals think that you can do aught that pleaseth you.
Then, stamping her tiny foot, she added in a voice of command,
Put back that turf instantly, or thou shalt rue this day.
Now the poor man had often heard of the fairy folk,
and of the harm that they could work to unthinking mortals who were faced,
them, so in fear and trembling he set to work to undo all his labour, and to place every divot
in the exact spot from which he had taken it. When he was finished, he looked round for his
strange visitor, but she had vanished completely. He could not tell how, nor where.
But he up his spade, he wended his way homewards, and going straight to his master,
he told him the whole story, and suggested that in future the peace should be taken from the other end of the mall.
But the master only laughed.
He was a strong, hearty man, and had no belief in ghosts or elves or any,
that he could not see.
Though he laughed,
he was vexed that his servant
should believe in such things
so to cure him
as he thought of his superstition.
He ordered him
to take a horse and cart
and go back
and all the peace
and bring steadying.
The poor man obeyed
with the much reluctance
and was greatly relieved.
as weeks went on, to find that, in spite of his having done so, no harm befell him.
In fact, he began to think that his master was right, and the whole thing must have been a dream.
So matters went smoothly on. Winter passed and spring and summer until autumn came round once more,
and the very day arrived on which the piece had been lifted the year before.
That day as the sun went down, the aura to his cottage,
and as his master was pleased with him because he had been working very hard lately,
he had given him a little can of milk as a present to carry home to his wife.
So he was feeling very happy, and as he walked along, he was humming a tune to himself.
His road took him by the foot of Merlin's cry, and as he approached it, he was astonished to find himself growing strangely tired.
His eyelids dropped over his eye. He was going to sleep, and his feet grew as heavy as lead.
I will sit down and take a rest for a few minutes, he said to himself.
The road home never seemed so long as it does today.
So he sat down on a tuft of grass right under the shadow of the crag.
And before he knew where he was, he had fallen into a deep and heavy slumber.
When he awoke, it was.
near midnight, and the moon had risen on the, and he rubbed his eyes, when by its soft night
he became aware of a large band of fairies, who were dancing round and round him, singing and
laughing, pointing their tiny fingers at him, and shaking their wee fists in his face.
The bewildered man rose and tried to walk away from them.
But in turn, in whichever direction he would, the fairies accompanied him,
encircling him in a magic ring, out of which he could in no wise go.
Shrieks of elfin laughter led the prettiest and daintiest of their companions up to him.
Treader measure, tread a measure, O man.
then wilt thou not be so eager to escape from our company,
all labourer was but a clumsy dancer,
and he held back with a shame-faced air.
But the fairy, who had been chosen to be his partner,
reached up and seized some strange magic,
seemed to end for in a moment.
he found himself waltzing and whirling, sliding and bowing,
as if he had done nothing else but dance all.
And the strangest thing of all,
he forgot about his home and his children
and felt so happy that he no longer had the slightest desire
to leave the fairies company.
The merriment went on,
Their little folk danced and danced as if they were mad,
and the farmman danced with them,
until at last a shrill sound came.
It was the cock from the farmyard,
crowing its loudest to welcome the dawn.
The referee ceased,
and the fairies with cries of alarm,
crowded together and rushed towards the corner.
Craig, dragging the countryman along in their mist.
The rock, a mysterious door, which he never remembered having seen before and shut again,
with the crash as soon as the fairy host had drooped, their little folk sank to rest,
while the good man sat down on a piece of rock in the room.
But there seemed to be some kind of.
spell thrown over his senses, for even when the fairies awoke and began to go about their
household occupations, and to carry out certain curious practices, which he had never seen
before, and which, as you will hear, he was forbidden to speak of afterwards. He was content
to sit and watch them without in any way attempting to escape.
As it drew toward evening, someone touched his elbow and he turned round with a start
to see their little woman with a green dress and scarlet stockings, who had remonstrated
with him for lifting the turf the year before, standing.
by his side.
The dinnets which thou tookest from the roof of my house
have grown once more, she said,
and once more it has covered with grass.
So thou canst go home again,
for justice is satisfied.
Thy punishment have lasted long enough,
but first thou take thy solemn,
oath, never to tell to mortal ears what thou hast seen, whilst thou hast do.
The countryman promised gladly, and he took his solemn oath.
When the door was opened, he was at liberty to depart.
His can of milk were standing on the green just where he had laid it down when he went
to sleep.
And it seemed to him,
as if it were only yesterday night that the farmer had given it to him.
And when he reached home, he was speedily undeceived,
for his wife looked at him as if he were a ghost,
and the children whom he had left away,
toddling things were now well-grown boys and girls,
who stared at him as if he had been,
an utter stranger.
Where hast thou been these long, long years?
cried his wife, when she had gathered her wits, and had seen that it was really he,
and not a spirit, and how couldest thou find it in thy heart, to leave the wee barns
and me alone, and when he knew that the day he had passed in fairyland had last, and thus
He lasted seven whole years, and he realised how heavy the punishment had been with the wee folk, the mermaid wife.
A story is told of an inhabitant of Ernst in the northern Shetland Eye, the Sunday margin of a vow,
saw a number of mermen dancing by moonlight, and several seal skins strewed besides.
them on the ground. At his approach, they immediately fled to secure their garbs, and taking upon
themselves the form of seals plunged immediately into the sea. But as the Shetlander
perceived that one skin lay close to his feet, he snatched it up, bore it swiftly away, and placed
placed it in concealment. To the shore, he met the fairest damsel that ever gazed upon the mortal's eyes.
Lamenting the robbery by which she had become an exile from her submarine friends and a tenant of the upper world,
she implored the restitution of her property.
The man had drunk deeply of love and...
But he offered her protection beneath his roof
as his betrothed spouse.
The man-lady, perceiving that she must become an inhabitant of the earth,
found that she could not do better than accept of the offer.
This strange attachment subsisted for many years, and the couple had several children.
The Shetlander's love for his mere wife was unbounded, but his affection was coldly returned.
The lady would often steal alone to the desert strand being given a large seal would
with whom she would hold in unknown years had thus glided away
when it happened that one of the children in the course of his play
found concealed beneath a stack of corn, a seal skin,
and delighted with a prize.
He ran with it to his mother, eyes glistened with rapture.
she gazed upon it as her own, as the means by which she could pass through the ocean that led to her native home.
She burst forth into an ecstasy of joy which was only moderated when she beheld her children,
whom she was now about to leave, and after hastily embracing them,
She fled with all speed towards the seaside.
The husband immediately returned, learned the discovery that had taken place,
ran to overtake his wife, but only arrived in time to see her transformation of shape completed.
To see her in the form of her seal, bound from the ledge of a rock into the sea,
the large animal of the same kind with whom she had held a secret converse soon appeared
and evidently congratulated her in the most tender manner on her escape
but before she dived to unknown deaths she cast a parting glance at the wretched shetlander
whose despairing looks excited in her breast a few transient feelings of commiseration.
She said to him,
I loved you very well when I resided upon earth.
