So Let’s Begin…
REGGAE JOY SLEEP MEDITATION SCRIPT
Gather yourself,
and take a moment
to get comfortable
in your bed.
LONG PAUSE
Become aware of your back,
as it presses gently
against the sheets,
sinking into them.
LONG PAUSE
And feel the rest
of your body dip,
ever so slightly,
into the softness
of the bed.
LONG PAUSE
Now, see if you can imagine
an electric guitar
playing just a few notes
of reggae
softly in the distance.
PAUSE
The notes have a rhythm,
a rhythm that dissolves into you,
and you feel your body
begin to sway.
PAUSE
And,after a moment,
you hear a soft drum
joining the bass guitar,
and the rhythm feels
stronger in you.
PAUSE
And, together,
music floats through you,
gently bending and swerving
your body to the rhythm.
PAUSE
Now, see if you can imagine
being draped in a cotton dress
with the colors of the ocean
sweeping through it.
PAUSE
And the dress
ebbs and flows
with you and the music,
and catches the breeze
like a wave.
PAUSE
While dancing
you look down at your feet,
as the tug of the music
moves them on
a powdery beach.
PAUSE
The warm sand kisses
the bottom of your feet,
soft and tender,
and lets you move freely
and comfortably to the beat.
PAUSE
And while dancing,
a little girl
hands you a purple orchid
for your hair.
PAUSE
And you place the orchid
behind your ear,
as the sun
glistens between
the stands of your hair.
.
PAUSE
The little girl
takes your hands,
and together,
you weave in and out
to the vibrant pulse
of the music.
PAUSE
After a few moments,
the little girl
runs down to the beach,
picking up shells
every few steps
and still dancing..
PAUSE
You turn back to the band
that pauses,
while one of the players,
talks in a voice
as melodious
as his guitar.
PAUSE
When his lilting voice stops,
you hear the unmistakable
cracking of drumsticks,
and the whine of the guitar.
PAUSE
And then, the crowd
around you cheers,
as the band
plays some Bob Marley,
and everyone dances.
PAUSE
Laughter and shouts of joy
permeate the air,
and run through your body
like the infectious beat
of the music.
PAUSE
And as you dance,
you notice that
every breath you take
is scented with coconut
and pineapple
that tickles your nose.
PAUSE
And as you twirl
with and around
the others,
time stops;
there is only now.
PAUSE
And, after a while,
the sun dims
and slips
beneath the horizon,
just beyond the purpose ocean.
PAUSE
And the music
keeps on playing,
and the people dancing,
in the light of tiki torches
and a pearl moon.
PAUSE
After a while,
the vibrant energy
inside you
starts to shift
to a feeling of calm
and contentment.
PAUSE
The music slows,
and the crowd
begins to thin
until the last pulse
of the drum
is heard.
PAUSE
So, you smile
and wave to the man
with the electric guitar.
And he winks
and grins
for he knows you’ll
come again.
PAUSE
And you walk away
from the tiki torches
into the Jamaican night,
midnight blue and breezy
with the aroma
of ocean salt on your skin.
PAUSE
And as you walk down the beach
feeling contented and blessed,
the reggae keeps playing,
every-so-softly in your heart.
Now and always.
NAMASTE
