So Let’s Begin…
OWL’S NIGHT JOURNEY SLEEP MEDITATION SCRIPT
Find a comfortable position,
and let your eyes close.
Take a deep breath,
and let any tension in your body fall away.
LONG PAUSE
Breathe some more,
And allow the stillness of the night
To calm you.
To relax you.
LONG PAUSE
Breathe again.
Allow your body
to let go,
to just melt into the bed.
LONG PAUSE
Now, imagine if you can,
a great horned owl,
perched majestically
on a tree branch
outside your window.
PAUSE
As you look at the creature,
You see the seriousness
in his rich black eyes,
and also the calmness.
PAUSE
As you gaze at him,
a feeling of protection
unfolds around you.
you feel safe
with the guardian of the night
standing sentry near your room.
PAUSE
After a moment,
a full moon
peers out
from behind a sea of clouds.
The owl,
his tree,
and the entire world
are bathed in silver light.
PAUSE
As you watch from the window,
The owl spreads his wings, hoots,
and comes to the window sill.
In a moment, the great owl’s wings
wrap gently around you,
until you’re hoisted onto its back.
Together, you both take to the sky.
PAUSE
Secured safely in the feathers of the owl,
you soar toward the moon,
toward the millions of stars
dancing in the night.
PAUSE
You can see the moon
reflecting in the owl’s eyes,
as you skim the tops
of tall pines in a forest.
Tonight, you are both
guardians of the night,
children of moonlight.
PAUSE
Then the sea whispers to you,
In between each roll of her waves.
What does she say?
PAUSE
After a while,
the owl sinks into the trees,
and lands on a large limb,
overlooking a lake.
PAUSE
The lake shimmers
with the moonlight skipping upon it,
and a few fish bobbing up and down.
At first, you think the owl will swoop down
and scoop up a fish,
but the guardian stays still.
And waits.
PAUSE
Many moments pass,
But then you hear it.
Another hoot in the distance.
Another great horned owl approaches.
PAUSE
Moments later,
the second owl
lands on the branch,
and a chorus of hoots ensues.
PAUSE
At first,
the music of the owls
is a language not known.
Then magically,
their hoots transform Into words,
and you become privy to their conversation.
PAUSE
The two protectorates of the night
talk back and forth about their duties,
and how to keep the forest safe.
Then, just as quickly as it began,
the conversation ends,
and the second owl
takes to the sky.
PAUSE
Many moments pass,
and then the great horned owl
hoots again.
only this time, you understand.
you are on your way home,
back to the comfort of your bed.
PAUSE
The bird lifts its wings,
and together you fly in the moonlight,
steadily gliding into the night’s thin air.
Landing on your window sill,
the owl bends over
as you gently slide off its back.
As you walk to your bed,
you give a turn and one more look.
There, perched in the tree,
is your guardian of the night
ready to watch over you,
and keep you safe,
as you dream.
NAMASTE, BEAUTIFUL
