Latest / Muggle Snuggle: A Boring Harry Potter Podcast to make you Sleep / Muggle Tales for Quiet Nights
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- 0:01Speaker 1: The corridors are lit by candles, as all library corridors
- 0:05Speaker 1: are lit by candles, but these candles burn in colors
- 0:09Speaker 1: that do not exist in the waking world. A deep,
- 0:14Speaker 1: impossible violet that is the color of the space between stars.
- 0:19Speaker 1: A soft, living green that is the color of the
- 0:22Speaker 1: space between leaves. A pale, luminous gold that is the
- 0:27Speaker 1: color of the space between one thought and the next.
- 0:31Speaker 1: These are the colors of the spaces between things, the
- 0:35Speaker 1: colors of the pauses, the colors of the silences, and
- 0:39Speaker 1: they are beautiful in a way that the colors of
- 0:42Speaker 1: things themselves are not, because they are the colors of potential,
- 0:47Speaker 1: of possibility, of everything that could be but has not
- 0:51Speaker 1: yet become. You walk past doors. Behind each door, a
- 0:58Speaker 1: dream is happening. You cannot see the dreams. The doors
- 1:02Speaker 1: are closed. And even if they were open, dreams are
- 1:07Speaker 1: not the kind of thing you can see from the outside.
- 1:11Speaker 1: But you can feel them. You can feel the warmth
- 1:14Speaker 1: of the dreams seeping through the wood, through the stone,
- 1:18Speaker 1: through the air. You can feel the quiet intensity of
- 1:21Speaker 1: the dreamers, their deep, focused attention on the worlds they
- 1:26Speaker 1: are building, moment by moment, in the slow, patient way
- 1:31Speaker 1: that dreams are built, not with blueprints or plans but
- 1:35Speaker 1: with feeling, with memory, with the raw, unprocessed material of
- 1:40Speaker 1: the day, which the sleeping mind takes and turns and
- 1:44Speaker 1: shapes and forms into something new, something strange, something that
- 1:49Speaker 1: makes sense in a way that waking life never quite does.
- 1:58Speaker 1: Behind one door, Someone is dreaming of a house they
- 2:02Speaker 1: lived in as a child. You can tell by the
- 2:05Speaker 1: quality of the warmth. It is the warmth of sunlight
- 2:08Speaker 1: on a kitchen floor, the warmth of a stove in winter,
- 2:12Speaker 1: the warmth of a bed that is too small for
- 2:15Speaker 1: an adult but was exactly the right size for a child.
- 2:19Speaker 1: The dream is full of details that the waking mind
- 2:22Speaker 1: has forgotten but the sleeping mind has kept. The particular
- 2:26Speaker 1: creak of the third stair, the smell of the cupboard
- 2:29Speaker 1: under the sink, the way the light fell through the
- 2:32Speaker 1: curtains at four o'clock in the afternoon, turning the dust
- 2:36Speaker 1: motes into gold. Behind another door, someone is dreaming of
- 2:43Speaker 1: a person they loved. The warmth here is different, warmer, deeper,
- 2:48Speaker 1: more complex, with undertones of sadness and longing that are
- 2:53Speaker 1: not unpleasant but are real. The way the warmth of
- 2:57Speaker 1: a fire is real. with its heat and its light
- 3:01Speaker 1: and its inevitable, necessary ash. The dream is a memory,
- 3:06Speaker 1: but not the kind of memory you have when you
- 3:08Speaker 1: are awake, which is sharp and clear and precise. This
- 3:14Speaker 1: memory is soft. and blurred and warm. The way of
- 3:17Speaker 1: photographs softens and blurs when you leave it in the sun.
- 3:22Speaker 1: The way of voice softens and blurs when you hear
- 3:26Speaker 1: it from a great distance. The person in the dream
- 3:29Speaker 1: is not quite the person they were in life. They
- 3:33Speaker 1: are better. They are kinder. They are the version of
- 3:36Speaker 1: themselves that the dreamer loved most, preserved in the amber
- 3:41Speaker 1: of sleep, protected from the wear and tear of time
- 3:45Speaker 1: and disappointment and the slow, inevitable erosion of knowing someone
- 3:50Speaker 1: too well. Behind another door, someone is dreaming of a
- 3:56Speaker 1: place they have never been. This is the most remarkable
- 4:00Speaker 1: kind of dream, the dream that creates rather than remembers,
- 4:05Speaker 1: the dream that builds rather than rebuilds, the dream that
- 4:09Speaker 1: takes the raw material of the imagination and turns it
- 4:13Speaker 1: into something entirely new. The warmth here is different again, brighter,
- 4:19Speaker 1: more electric, with a quality of surprise, of discovery, of
- 4:23Speaker 1: the particular joy that comes from encountering something you did
- 4:27Speaker 1: not know existed. The dreamer is walking through a landscape
- 4:32Speaker 1: that has never existed before, a landscape made of color
- 4:37Speaker 1: and sound and light. A landscape that obeys different laws,
- 4:41Speaker 1: where gravity is optional and time flows sideways, and the
- 4:46Speaker 1: sky is a color that has no name and the
- 4:49Speaker 1: air tastes of music. You walk past these doors. You
- 4:55Speaker 1: do not open them. You do not need to. The
- 4:58Speaker 1: dreams are not yours. And to open someone else's door
- 5:03Speaker 1: would be to disturb their sleep. And disturbing someone's sleep
- 5:07Speaker 1: is one of the kindest things you can do. except
- 5:09Speaker 1: when it is one of the cruelest, and you cannot
- 5:12Speaker 1: always tell which is which, so it is best, when
- 5:16Speaker 1: you are in the corridors between dreams, to keep your
- 5:19Speaker 1: hands to yourself and your eyes on the path and
- 5:22Speaker 1: your breathing slow and steady and your heart open and soft,
- 5:27Speaker 1: like a door that is always unlocked, like a window
- 5:31Speaker 1: that is always open, like a cup that is always full.
- 5:37Speaker 1: The corridor curves, it always curves. Straight corridors are for
- 5:42Speaker 1: waking life, for the purposeful, directed movement from here to there.
- 5:47Speaker 1: Curved corridors are for sleet, for the slow, meandering, purposeless
- 5:52Speaker 1: movement from now to now, from this breath to the
- 5:56Speaker 1: next breath, from this moment of warmth to the next
- 6:00Speaker 1: moment of warmth, with no goal except the continuation of
- 6:04Speaker 1: the warmth. No purpose except the deepening of the rest.
- 6:14Speaker 1: The candles dim further. The walls grow softer. The air
- 6:19Speaker 1: grows warmer. The silence grows deeper. You are entering the
- 6:26Speaker 1: deepest part of the library. The part worthy. Oldest book sleep.
- 6:32Speaker 1: The part worthy. Dreaming is so deep and so ancient
- 6:37Speaker 1: that it has become indistinguishable from the silence itself. The
- 6:41Speaker 1: part where the library ends and something else begins, something
- 6:46Speaker 1: that is not.
- 6:47Speaker 2: A place, not a room, not a corridor, but a
- 6:50Speaker 2: state of being, a quality of awareness, a way of
- 6:54Speaker 2: resting that goes beyond the body and the mind and
- 6:57Speaker 2: the senses and.
- 6:59Speaker 1: Enters into the territory of the soul. if souls exist,
- 7:03Speaker 1: which I believe they do, though I have never seen one,
- 7:08Speaker 1: except in the library, where they are kept on the
- 7:11Speaker 1: highest shelves in the smallest books, in the deepest sleeps.
- 7:20Speaker 1: The deepest shelves of the library of dreams are not
- 7:24Speaker 1: like the other shelves. They are not made of wood.
- 7:27Speaker 1: They are not made of stone. They are not made
- 7:30Speaker 1: of anything that has a name, because the things on
- 7:34Speaker 1: them are so old and so deep that the language
- 7:38Speaker 1: used to describe them was invented long after they were created,
- 7:43Speaker 1: and the language has never quite caught up. The shelves
- 7:48Speaker 1: are made of silence, not the absence of sound. Silence
- 7:53Speaker 1: is never the absence of anything. Silence is a presence.
- 7:58Speaker 1: It is the presence of stillness, the presence of patience,
- 8:02Speaker 1: the presence of the particular quality of attention that the
- 8:06Speaker 1: universe pays to itself when it is not busy being
- 8:09Speaker 1: something else. The shelves of silence are warm. They are
- 8:14Speaker 1: the warmth of the earth deep underground, where the magna
- 8:18Speaker 1: flows slow and steady, and the rocks are old, and
- 8:21Speaker 1: the pressure is immense, and the darkness is complete, and
- 8:25Speaker 1: the silence is so deep it has weight. It has texture.
- 8:30Speaker 1: It has a color that is not black, but is
- 8:33Speaker 1: something older than black, something that existed before the concept
- 8:37Speaker 1: of color was invented. Something that the library of dreams
- 8:42Speaker 1: has been dreaming about since before dreams had dreamers. The
- 8:51Speaker 1: books on these shelves are the oldest books in the library.
- 8:55Speaker 1: They are the books that were written before writing was invented.
- 8:59Speaker 1: before stories were told, before feelings were felt. They are
- 9:03Speaker 1: the books that contain the first feeling, the feeling that
- 9:07Speaker 1: existed before the child sat in the field and heard
- 9:11Speaker 1: the story and folded it into a book. The feeling
- 9:14Speaker 1: that was the raw material, the seed, the origin of
- 9:18Speaker 1: all stories, all dreams, all libraries, all sleep. The feeling
- 9:26Speaker 1: is this. It is good to be. Not it is
- 9:31Speaker 1: good to be something. Not it is good to be
- 9:34Speaker 1: alive or awake or happy or successful or loved. Just
- 9:40Speaker 1: it is good to be. The bare, unadorned, uncomplicated fact
- 9:46Speaker 1: of existence. The simple, profound, unshakable truth that to exist
- 9:51Speaker 1: in any form, in any state, in any place, at
- 9:55Speaker 1: any time, is good. is enough, is worthy of celebration.