The Gift Of Wings Sleep Meditation

Close your eyes and relax your body.

Let your mind float gently and free.

Think about what it takes to rise beyond the world we see.

Let a bird be your inspiration,

No matter the color or size.

It's their freedom we hope to replicate,

Their wildness the ultimate prize.

Imagine if you were gifted wings,

The choice to take to the skies,

To flap your way across the beautiful blue as higher and higher you rise.

Would you go far,

Travel the world,

Or stay close to rediscover your home?

What sights call out to your curiosity?

What journey inspires you to roam?

Would you fly over all,

Just taking it in,

Or would you tip lower to see?

Is the flying itself the greatest joy,

Or are there things you must view to believe?

Take a breath and imagine your voyage,

The freedom to go where you choose.

Embrace the breath with a smiling heart,

Full of the gift of adventure.

What would it be like to simply take flight whenever your heart felt the pull?

You could go anywhere,

See anyone,

Take off when your daily life felt dull.

Perhaps you might even spot a new home as you're darting around in the sky,

A place that would comfort and soothe and inspire,

While keeping you warm,

Safe,

And dry.

You just never know what exists in the beyond,

What lies waiting for you to fly over.

The gift of wings could change everything,

Pull all of your dreams even closer.

And then there's the unfamiliar feeling,

Which must be simply wondrous.

The drafting,

The floating,

The dipping,

The soaring,

Zooming and flowing between winds so blusterous.

Inhale as you picture yourself as free as the wind.

Exhale the breath joyfully,

Let your spirit tumble and spin.

And perhaps while you're up there,

You'll encounter some friends,

You'll fly in formation,

Stay in sync as you ascend.

Relying completely on the compass within,

You'll head where you're intended to be.

And when you arrive,

You won't be alone.

For friendship is a guarantee.

When the time comes to go back,

Your group will gather around you.

You'll fly home altogether,

Each one made stronger by the miles you flew.

So now that you've envisioned all the pleasure flight brings,

The next time you're wishing,

You might ask for wings.

Namaste,

Beautiful.