So Let’s Begin…
GENERATIONS OF LINES SLEEP MEDITATION SCRIPT
Get comfy in your bed
or chair
and breathe in a
deep, cleansing breath.
LONG PAUSE
Take a moment
and center yourself,
letting all the cares of the day
just slip away.
LONG PAUSE
It starts with a single stroke,
a simple line across the canvas
marking the beginning
of a an idea,
a creation.
PAUSE
And the line may slender,
like a hair,
or thicker
like a ruler,
or thicker still,
like a plank of lumber.
PAUSE
See if you can imagine,
the line taking a shape,
a shape all its own.
a shape that sets the tone
for what is to come.
PAUSE
The line may be straight like
an arrow,
or bent slightly
like the warrior’s bow,
or deeply curved
like rainbow
arching across the sky.
PAUSE
The line may wiggle
like an earthworm
or jut out like a
pier on a lake
or softly wave
like the ocean.
PAUSE
And imagine now that
the line takes a color.
It may be black
like the mysterious night,
or yellow like corn in mid summer,
or purple like a garden violet.
PAUSE
The line stands strong
in its space, in its shape,
knowing what it is,
and wondering
if there’s more.
PAUSE
Then imagine if you can
another line appearing
and for a moment,
the first line pauses,
questioning the second line.
PAUSE
Then the second line
takes shape,
pirouetting across
the canvas
with a personality
all its own.
PAUSE
And the first line
sees the second
and realizes that
it, too, can pirouette.
PAUSE
So, together,
the lines twirl in and out
and around all the corners
of the canvas.
PAUSE
And imagine for a moment,
that a black circle joins the lines,
stationing itself
in the core of the canvas.
PAUSE
And the circle stands alone.
There are no lines
inside it,
just outside it.
PAUSE
And the circle
wonders why it’s different,
why it stands alone
and away from the lines.
PAUSE
Then a new line appears,
a line that pierces the circle,
cutting across it
with a splash of sunset orange.
PAUSE
And then the two original lines
join the new line,
pirouetting around the circle
and darting in and out
of its center with color.
PAUSE
Now imagine a triangle of green
joins the canvas,
with three lines
all connected.
PAUSE
And the triangle looks around
wondering where
all the other lines are,
wondering if it’s meant
to be alone.
PAUSE
The other lines pause
for a moment,
then swerve toward the triangle
outlining its shape.
PAUSE
The other lines
add bright colors
to the green triangle,
yellow, purple, orange
and black.
PAUSE
Then the other lines
dance around triangle,
creating a vibration
of colorful shadows
supporting it.
PAUSE
Now imagine, if you can,
A blue square
balancing on
one corner
lands on the canvas.
PAUSE
And the square
wants to move
just like all
the lines on the canvas.
PAUSE
So, the lines
band together
and begin
jutting out from each
corner of the square
Into the center of the canvas.
PAUSE
And with each line
extending beyond the corner
the square feels
like it’s moving,
rapidly through space.
PAUSE
And the lines
bounce off of each other
and jump on top of
each other
like tumblers
in the circus.
PAUSE
Now, imagine if you can,
this circus of colors and lines
slowing down,
stepping back for just a moment.
PAUSE
And as they take a step away
from their playground,
they see something amazing,
a magnificent piece of artwork
that began as a single, black line.
PAUSE
The lines and colors look around
to find the single, black line to thank it
for starting the beautiful
work of art that they
all contributed to.
PAUSE
And, after a moment,
they realize the black line
is no more.
It lived generations ago
in the art,
and now it is the art.
PAUSE
So, imagine if you can,
that the lines and colors
that are there now
thank each other
for working together
despite being different.
PAUSE
And after thanking each other,
the lines and colors gradually
fade into the background,
blending together as a single,
magnificent piece of art
that lives on forever.
They rest peacefully
knowing their work is complete.
NAMASTE
