Music Welcome to Snewscast, the podcast is designed to help you fall asleep. Find us at snoozecast.com and if you enjoy our show, please share as with a friend. This episode is brought to you by... The Astral Realm. Tonight, we'll read a newscaster-original story unveiling the tale of a girl briefly transported into a mysterious and enchanting reality. As an adult, she grapples with a dual existence, navigating her public persona as an acclaimed artist while nurturing a clandestine passion for rediscovering the mystical realm. Commissioned for conventional paintings, she conceals a world teaming with vibrant and fantastical creations. The unicorn is a legendary creature that has been described since antiquity as a beast with a single large, pointed, spiraling horn projecting from its forehead. In European literature and art, the unicorn has, for the last thousand years or so, been depicted as a white horse-like animal, with a long straight horn, with spiraling grooves, clothing hooves, and sometimes a goat's beard.

In the Middle Ages and Renaissance, it was commonly described as an extremely wild

woodland creature and a symbol of purity and grace. Let's get cozy. Close your eyes. Relax your body into the solveness of your bed. Now, take a few deep breaths. The Fairy God-mother's must have blessed Adeline when she was born. her father was a tender-hearted librarian, and her mother was a lion-hearted enthusiast for scientific discovery. Little Ada Bloom emits the pages of her father's vast personal library, and her mother's telescopes and microscopes. While her mother taught Ada to think in her own fiercely independent way, while still minding her Victorian manners, of course, her father nourished her young mind with an abundance of wild and fanciful tales. While other girls might have enjoyed peering at the whimsical illustrations of fairies, elves, and unicorns, Adaline Delve deeper, her curiosity transforming into a fervor. In the soft glow of lip light, she devoured every word, every magical possibility, weaving dreams that transcended the ordinary boundaries of childhood fantasy. the hush of her father's library, Adeline found solace and inspiration. Her imagination kindled by the ethereal beings that danced between the lines of ancient tomes. Her days were were spent in realms where dragon's sword across vast skies, and where the whispering trees shared secrets with the wind. As she grew, her fascination with the mystical only deepened, becoming a guiding star that illuminated her path in life. She did not spend all her time inside reading books and drawing pictures, however. She also enjoyed venturing outside. One sunny afternoon, playing alone in the verdant summertime woods near her New England home, young Adeline stumbled upon a secret hidden from most mortal eyes, a fairy circle. mass-old within the delicate embrace of nature's arms, this sanctuary seemed to shimmer with a celestial light casting a luminous glow upon the surrounding foliage. the heart of the circle stood a unicorn, its coat glistening with the brilliance of the moon and stars, even under the bright, mint-day sun. Its eyes met out of lines before it bound it off, And the girl, overcome by wonder, chased after. As she pursued the unicorn through the whispering trees, running as fast as her little legs could stretch, the familiar hues of green foliage gradually gave way to a surreal palette of pastel pinks, oranges, and blues. Breathless and awestruck, Adeline came to a halt, her eyes wide with amazement every glimmering dew drop on the secret, and every rustle of leaves whispered ancient tales of adventure. Twinkling lights danced in the air, weaving the mesmerizing tapestry of colors, while magical creatures flitted by, leaving trails of stardust in their wake. Brilliant flowers, vibrant and surreal adorned the landscape, painting the surroundings with hues unseen by mortal eyes. In that moment of overwhelming magic, a surge of fear threatened to overwhelm her senses, urging her to flee from this ethereal wonderland. However, a stroke of serendipity guided her gaze to the ground, where faint footsteps like whispers of a forgotten dream traced her path through the soft, delicate, aquamarine grass that carpeted the ground. Eito retraced her steps following the barely visible trail that led her back to the world she knew. As she ran, the surreal hues of pinks, oranges, and blues gradually surrendered to the familiar greens of the forest, the comforting browns of the earth, and the pale blues of the sky. The magical realm, once so vivid and captivating, receded like the fading embers of a wondrous dream, exhausted and exhilarated, Adeline finally came to a halt, seeking refuge beneath the shade of a large oak tree, she sat down, panting, her heart still echoing with the remnants of the fantastical adventure. It was then that she noticed a tiny ant crawling on her foot. It's tiny legs moving, with purposeful determination. Mesmerized, she watched the little creature contemplating the profound mystery of existence. In that moment of quiet introspection, Adaline's mind buzzed with questions. Her thoughts a whirlwind of curiosity and wonder. What had she just witnessed? Under the dappled sunlight, surrounded by the gentle rustle of leaves and the distant song of birds. The little girl pondered the boundaries of the known and the unknown. Later that day and back at home, little Adalines earnest attempts to share her extraordinary encounter fell upon disbelieving ears within her own family. There laughter, though warm and affectionate dismissed her tale as the product of a child's boundless imagination. To them, the fantastical realms she described were nothing more than the wild fancies of a little girl, a charming testament to the innocence of youth. After all, it was a common belief that children possessed the unique ability to weave the most elaborate dreams, dreams that could feel remarkably real within the boundaries of their tender minds. Yet amidst the loving skepticism of her family, Adaline clung steadfastly to her truth. The memory of the fairy circle, the unicorn, and the surreal land of vibrant colors remained etched in her consciousness. She knew with a conviction that defined out that what she had experienced was far more than a figment of her imagination. In the face of disbelief, Adeline's determination only strengthened. She carried the memory like a treasured gem. laughter of her family served as a reminder of the skepticism that often greeted the extraordinary, but it also ignited a fire with her, a determination to seek the truth, to unravel the mysteries that that eluded the comprehension of many. The world, she was certain, held secrets beyond the grasp of conventional understanding, and she was determined to uncover them, to prove that the fantastical was not confined to the realm of children's dreams. Little did she know that her unyielding belief would lead her on an adventure far beyond the boundary of her quaint Rhode Island town, opening doors to magical discoveries that would challenge the very fabric of reality and affirm the existence of wonders beyond imagination. Her family noticed she had an early ability in visual art. So encouraged to use pencil and paint as way to channel her imagination from her mind into what they knew as the real world. As she became an adult, Adeline pursued her studies at the Rhode Island School of Design and Providence, in the hallowed halls of the art school. Adeline's talent flourished, catching the eye of her professors and peers alike. Years passed, and with dedication and unwavering commitment, Adeline graduated from RISD with honors. Her artistic prowess acknowledged and celebrated by the artistic community. Armed with her education and aesthetic style, Adeline embarked on a new chapter of her life, poised on the precipice of a promising artistic career. Adeline's artistic journey grounded in the conventional yet inspired by the extraordinary.

Let her... Here, at a line's artistic journey grounded in the conventional yet inspired by the extraordinary, led her to create masterpieces that resonated with the souls of those who beheld them. Her skillful hands brought to life fine portraits, each stroke capturing the nuances of her subject's personalities and emotions with remarkable precision. Her realistic landscapes meticulously crafted mirror the beauty of the world around her, each seen infused with a sense of serenity and reverence for nature's grandeur. With each sale, her reputation as a talented artist grew, and her paintings adorned the walls of galleries and collectors alike, as accolades and patrons multiplied, Adeline remained humble. Her passion undiminished by the trappings of fame. Her paintings became the cornerstone of her income, providing her with the means to sustain her livelihood as an independent woman.

During this time, as the 1800s came to a close, the advent of ground-breaking scientific discoveries, such as X-rays, and electromagnetic waves sent shockwaves through the world, Re-shaping the very fabric of human understanding. For Adeline, these revelations were not mere scientific breakthroughs. They were portals to a realm of endless possibilities, an invitation to explore the mysteries that had long intrigued her soul. The notion that information could travel through air and vacuum, imperceptible yet profoundly real, stirred her curiosity in ways she had never imagined. In the wake of these revelations, she found herself contemplating the existence of invisible parallel worlds, realms that existed beyond the tangible boundaries of the known universe. The idea that there might be dimensions beyond human perception, hidden parallel realities waiting to be unveiled, resonated deeply with her childhood belief in the magical and fantastical. Adeline pondered the concept of alternative realities and different levels of perception. Wondering if these intangible worlds held the key to unraveling the mystery of the magical realm she had stumbled upon as a child. She studied the works of physicists and philosophers seeking clues that might illuminate the existence of these hidden dimensions. Within the vibrant intellectual circles of Providence, Rhode Island, right around the turn of the century into the early 1900s, a unique community of open-minded thinkers thrived. Their unconventional ideas and boundless curiosity, setting them apart from the conventions of their time. In the midst of their intellectual debates and philosophical explorations, Adeline discovered a sense of belonging, a camaraderie that went beyond the confines of societal norms. Among them was Elias, a bespectacle physicist with a pension for pocket watches and a perpetual air of curiosity. His sharp mind was complemented by it as shevelled appearance. His unruly hair standing testament to the hours spent lost in scientific contemplation. Elias had an insatiable thirst for the study of atomic energy and quantum mechanics.

There was also Oscar, a young artist with an affinity for avant-garde techniques and abstract forms. Oscar's dark expressive eyes mirrored the intensity of his art and his unconventional style often drew derision from art critics.

And then there was Fredbert. eyes mirrored the intensity of his art, and his unconventional style often drew derision

from art critics. And then there was Frederick, a philosopher with a penchant for pondering the complexities of the human soul. His sharp intellect was matched only by his kind heart, and he often found himself lost in the intricacies of existential questions

and metaphysical musings.

Fine. and he often found himself lost in the intricacies of existential questions and metaphysical musings. Finally, there was Matilda, a charismatic bohemian, with a wild mane of chestnut curls that framed her tiny, freckled face, and her gray eyes shone with a wisdom that seemed to reach far beyond her years. She wore flowing skirts made of rich colorful fabrics, and her fingers were no-and-with-rinks, each carrying a story of its own. Until that became not just a friend to add a line, but a guiding light, her closest confidant, and guide in the exploration of the unknown. Under her guidance, add a line's understanding of reality expanded, embracing not only meditation, but also delving into the depths of esoteric knowledge, where the extraordinary met the inexplicable. Through Matilda's meditation teaching, Adeline learned how to quiet the superficial chatter of her mind and tap into the subtle energies that flowed through the universe. In the stillness of her being, she discovered a profound sense of connection with the purity of awareness. The peaceful moments of introspection provided her with glimpses into the infinite, allowing her creativity to flow freely, unencumbered by the constraints of everyday life. However, there were more esoteric practices introduced by Matilda, among these astral projections stood out as a daring exploration of consciousness. Guided by Matilda's expertise, Adeline learned to detach her consciousness from her physical body, allowing her spirit to roam freely in the vast expanse of the unseen world. astral projection. she ventured into realms where the laws of physics ceased to hold sway, where the boundaries between self and universe blurred into obscurity. In the ethereal realm of astral projection, Alleline senses expanded, embracing experiences that transcendent the limitations of her physical form. She floated among the stars, witnessed the dance of galaxies, and communed with ancient energies that whispered secrets of the universe.

The sensation of weightlessness, the freedom from the confines of her body opened her eyes to the boundless potential of the human spirit. with each astral journey, Adeline discovered new dimensions of existence, encountering entities of light and shadow, traversing landscapes both surreal and awe-inspiring. These experiences infused her art with a newfound depth as she attempted to capture the ineffable beauty of the astral realms on canvas. In the sanctuary of her private studio, Adeline embarked on creative journey that defied the conventions of her earlier works. She let her intuition guide her brush and her palate, giving life to abstract paintings adorned with bright spots that danced like stars against a cosmic canvas. Each stroke was a leap into the unknown, a deliberate surrender to the creative forces that dwelled within her. As she painted, Adeline allowed herself to slip into a translike state that felt similar to the enchantment she had experienced as a child in the very circle. With closed eyes and a heart open to the mysteries, she embraced the sensation of drifting between worlds, transcending the boundaries of the tangible and venturing into the depths of her imagination. In this altered state of consciousness, Adeline felt the presence of that magical realm she had encountered as a child. The random spots on her canvas became constellations, mapping out the ethereal landscapes of her dreams. As she painted, she could almost hear the whispering trees and feel the soft caress of the mystical breeze against her skin. With every brushstroke, Adeline immersed herself in her childhood memories, capturing the elusive feeling of wonder and awe that had defined her encounter with the fairy circle. In this trance, time lost its meaning, and the boundaries between artist and artwork blurred into insignificance. In stark contrast to her public artworks, which adhered to conventional norms, these private pieces were a revelation of her innermost passions and beliefs. Her ballot was a kaleidoscope of high-key, high saturation hues, each color imbued with an intensity that electrified the senses. Ferrys fluttered with delicate wings. Their ethereal glow illuminating the canvas, elves danced among the foliage. Their mischievous smiles hinting at ancient secrets, nymphs with their grace and a lure seemed to emerge from enchanted waters. While gnomes and pixies added a touch of whimsy to the enchanted scene, dragons, fear said magnificent, soared across the skies, their scales shimmering in iridescent splendor and unicorns with their noble presence galloped gracefully through

meadows of dreams. Headlines artworks were not just paintings. They were immersive experiences.

Where she as the soul viewer could lose herself in the fantastical realm she had just created.

The canvases were a maximalist extravaganza, where every inch was adorned with magical creatures,

vibrant flora, and mystical landscapes.

Each painting was a visual symphony, an explosion of creativity that transcended the boundaries of the ordinary. The art seemed to move, alive with a sense of perpetual motion, various twirls, dragon's sword, and unicorns' pranced, all dancing through the picture plane in harmonious chaos. The elements coexisted in perfect disharmony, creating a sense of depth and dimension that drew viewers into a world where reality and imagination merged seamlessly. Adeline lived a double life, carefully balancing the demands of her public commissions with the clandestine passion that consumed her in secret. By day, she meticulously painted the portraits and landscapes that earned her recognition and financial stability. These works were admired by patrons and critics alike, earning her a reputation as a talented artist who had adhered to the conventions of the art world. Yet by night, or whenever she could steal away in solitude, Adeline transformed into a different kind of painter, a crater unchained, painting in the fervor and freedom of a soul unbound. Adelines creative process in this hidden haven was a ritual in itself. Despite our deep friendship with Matilda, Adeline chose to keep her private passion hidden, guarding it like a precious secret. This duality, this existence as two painters in one person became the defining feature of Adeline's artistic journey. As the years passed, the urge for evidence of her mystical experiences persisted, though it mellowed. Despite the brilliance of her secret paintings, she had never discovered tangible proof of the magical realm that had captured her imagination since childhood. The search for validation for a confirmation of the extraordinary had become a lifelong pursuit, one that had given her so much inspiration. a bittersweet moment of acceptance one went her after noon in the 1920s, Hadaline decided to encapsulate her secret world within the very walls of her studio where her magical creations had come to life. With a sense of finality, she carefully boarded up her vibrant fantastical paintings, sealing them away from the world. In their place, she painted a mural. A mural that reflected the serenity and acceptance she had found in her later years. The colors of the mural would demeure, serene and muted. Beiges and subtle hues that blended seamlessly into the background. The mural depicted a tranquil scene. A reflection of the peace that Adeline had finally made with the mysteries that had eluded her for so long. It was a mural that embodied the wisdom of age, the acceptance of life's unanswered questions, and the quiet surrender of the enigma of existence. With the mural completed, Adelaide stood back, surveying her work. And so, she embraced the duality of her existence. The public artist whose conventional works adorned the walls of galleries and the private visionary whose secret paintings were locked away. She found solace in the acceptance of life's mysteries, acknowledging that some truths were meant to remain elusive, existing in the realm of belief and imagination, rather than empirical proof, had a line settled into our favorite chair, cradling a warm mug of ginger tea in our hands. The soft glow of the studio lights illuminated her serene mural across from her, casting a gentle ambience over the room. The day's work had left her feeling wary, but there was a deep sense of satisfaction that enveloped her. The knowledge that her secret world remained intact, hidden behind the mural, brought her a quiet condentment. With each sip of tea, she reflected on the years of artistic exploration, the magical encounters, in the unwavering belief in the extraordinary. The secrets contained within the boarded up wall seemed to whisper to her. As she gazed at the mural, How to line allowed herself to relish the joy remain her own. There was a certain delight in knowing that she held something so profound and personal, something that belonged to her. The tea warmed her hands, and as she closed her eyes for a moment, she felt a deep sense of gratitude wash over her. of final, contented sigh. Adaline opened her eyes,

savoring the peaceful atmosphere of her studio. She had no intention of revealing her secret to anyone. the afternoon gently faded into evening. she allowed herself to be swallowed by the comforting silence of her sanctuary, sipping her tea, lost in her thoughts, and reveling in the blissful satisfaction of our secret world.