Guided Sleep Meditation & Sleep Hypnosis from Sleep Cove - The Princess and The Pea (A Reimagined Guided Sleep Story)
Episode Date: February 13, 2025The Princess and The Pea (A Reimagined Sleep Story). Tonight, I will take you on a journey to a faraway kingdom where kindness reigns, the rain hums a lullaby against castle windows, a princess moves ...through golden-lit streets, and a single tiny pea becomes the key to a story of love and destiny. OUR SPONSORS: Go to ZOE.com and find out what ZOE.COM Membership could do for you. And because you listen to Sleep Cove, you can use the exclusive code SLEEPCOVE10 to get 10% off your membership. 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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Tonight you're here a reimagined, guided sleepy story of the princess and the pea.
We'll go on a journey to a far away kingdom.
where kindness rains, and the rain hums a gentle lullaby against castle windows.
Princess moves through golden-lit streets, and a single tiny pea becomes the key to a story of love and destiny.
So please listen to this recording in a place where you can safely see.
sleep. Begin as you rest beneath your blankets. Let yourself slip into the scene. Feel the cool
night air. Hear the soft patter of rain lets your mind drift like a feather on the breeze.
You are safe here in this quiet town, settling comfortably.
the warmth of your covers, wrapped around you like a royal Rome. Close your eyes and take a slow,
deep breath in, into the tale of the princess and the pea, dear dreamer. Let the story carry
you into dreams. Imagine a world, untouched by time, our magic lingers in the air, like the sweet,
center blooming jasmine and the very earth hums with a quiet enchantment the sky above stretches vast and endless with the soft pastels of twilight
where tiny silver stars begin to blink awake like whispers of old wishes coming to life
are beginning to fall gently, nestled between rolling green hills, the town you see now,
is a place where time seemed to slow, where laughter carried on the breeze like the chimes of a distant bell.
The stone streets are smooth and well-worn,
polished
by years of
gentle footsteps
their buildings
of pale stone and timber
of deep red
and soft blue
glowing warmly
with flickering candlelight
their golden light
shining like
fireflies
in the deepening twilight
has a dream like
beauty
with a scent of fresh bread ripe fruit
and a faintest trace of lavender
laughing and enjoying each other
comes a tune as he dusts a fresh loaf of bread
with enchanted sugar
that never grows stale
as she chases after a butterfly
with wings
that shimmer
like a liquid silver, lounging on windowsills,
seem to understand the magic of the land.
Their eyes glowing faintly at the centre of the town,
in the distance, a grand castle rises against from stone
that shifts in colour.
soft pink at dawn and looking brilliant white at noon
and a deep enchanting blue beneath the night sky
the castle windows glow wally
casting golden beams
onto the misty hills below getting travellers
towards its gates
market stores
are lining the streets
their most are closing for the night now
merchants are packing away
their wares
including fabrics
their baskets
of golden apples
and tiny bottles of fragrant oils
children run through the square
their laughter
bright and carefree
while old a time
folk, sit on their doorsteps.
They've lit their candles and now they're watching the sky.
Fade from the soft sunset pinks and oranges to deep as the occasional clink of coins
of the day take place, settling in to the embrace of the night and soon doors placed on their cells.
on their cells inside.
War glow.
Towards it now,
wrapped in a cloak
of soft blue
is a young woman.
Her golden hair
is beginning to get
slightly damp
from the misty rain.
But she does not seem to mind.
She walks.
Her footsteps
light
against the stone
pinnion.
Her presence is quiet yet comforting, she moves with grace, offering soft smiles to those she passes, exchanging kind words,
with those still lingering in the streets as she strolls through the market.
She greets
Some people with a touch of familiarity
She was only passing through
She bends down
To return a fallen scarf
To an elder woman's hands
For just a moment
Sharing a gentle smile
She kneels beside a small child
Who has a wooden toy horse
Miser
Treasure
Beyond Miser
What a fine steed, she murmurs, and the child beams with pride at the baker's stall,
where the scent of honey pastries fills the air.
She presses a coin into the hand before passing her warm roll to a boy who has been eyeing the tree.
She moves like a melody.
like a melody, effortlessly weaving kindness through the evening air, though no one knew
who she was. They all felt how in itself had grown just a little warmer in her presence,
but soon the twilight deepened, was gently around her. Wonderful is about to begin.
She stops to strike her, stroking it spher gently.
Before standing once, bending towards the distant castle, there is a story waiting for her there.
Though she doesn't know it yet, begins to fall a little steadier, and she steps forwards towards the castle.
towards the unknown, reaching towards the heavens and his windows, glowing softly like distant stars.
As she steps forward to the entrance of the castle now, the storm down harder, as if guiding her towards her destiny in this kingdom of rolling green hills and shimmering up.
shimmering lights. There was a prince who longed to find a true princess, not just any
princess, but one with a heart as pure as the morning sun and a spirit as gentle as the
evening breeze. Busling villages, the princesses, you could never be sure
if they were truly of kind and will harm.
And so he returned to the castle
and certain that he would ever find the one
who was meant to be his queen this evening.
The great storm is rolling over the kingdom
and heavy range rocks
are pattering against the castle windows
there is distraved
to a giant
stretching
just as the prince
was preparing
to retire for the night
a soft
knock
echoed
through the grand hall
standing in the rain
whilst a young woman
was damp for the rain
clung to her shoulders
she stood tall and graceful
she curtsied
and spoke in a
Soft voice, Princess, travelling through the land.
My carriage was lost in the storm, and I seek shelter for the night.
The prince's mother, the queen, wise and knowing, welcomed the young woman inside.
She saw the kindness in her eyes, and the way.
She held herself, not with arrogance, but with quiet.
The queen needed to know if she was a true princess.
One with a heart, as sensitive as the petals of a blooming rest,
as the castle staff prepared a cozy room for their guest.
The queen placed a sense.
single green pea beneath a towering stack of 20 mattresses and 20 feather soft quilts.
She said nothing of a rhythmic drift like a lullaby song by the sky itself.
With a soothing scent, managed to climb to the top and settled into the bed.
The mattresses piled high like soft clouds reaching toward the ceiling.
The candlelight flickered as she closed her eyes.
Listening to the steady patter of raindrops to the glass,
the princess self-restless was plush.
Something beneath her felt.
It was the faintest pressure.
like a whisper against her skin
but it was enough to keep her turning
shifting they drift off
she sighed softly
nestling deeper into the quilts
no matter how she lay
the feeling remained like a secret
waiting to be told
shifted behind silver cloud.
The scent of Princess, filtered gently through the castle windows,
scent of warm bread and honey,
feel the halls of the castle, everyone awake.
The Princess at breakfast, offering her a cup of steaming,
chamomile tea.
Did you sleep well, my dear?
she asked kindly.
The young woman hesitated.
A soft blush rising to her cheeks,
O your majesty.
The bed was beautiful.
Other blankets were softer than clouds.
She hesitated with a small puzzled smile.
I believe there was something beneath the mattresses,
a small lump, just the tiniest thing, but I could feel it all night, who was now joined by the prince, exchanged knowing glances, so pure and sensitive, but even the smallest thing could not be ignored. She could feel the tiny bee of those layers. The prince smiled, his heart lighted with the jaw.
He had found her at last, not just a princess, but one who was meant to share his days and dreams.
So, after their meeting, they got to know each other, and with each other, celebrated a grand wedding, floated through the gardens, danced in the air, kingdom celebrated.
it was placed in a glass case.
As a reminder, castle, not with riches,
or grand proclamations,
but with a quiet that touched the hearts and princess,
her children, wisdom and kindness.
They governed their kingdom,
guiding it with grace and honour.
They cherished and loved,
Their people
They were deeply loved
By the people
To have filled with joy
Their legacy
Of harmony
Prosperity
At your mind
Settle like a feather
Upon a pillow
Imagine yourself
In the castle now
In Queen
The Bookers
Lovinder soothes the air
Where the clouds break
Shimmer like tiny bells
in the velvet sky
The night is calm
And just like the princess
You are safe
Warm and ready
For a deep and peaceful sleep
Feel the softness of the bed
The gentle rise and fall of your breath
