Fall asleep with Henrik

Hi, Sleepy.

Tonight I try to stand on the floor of not knowing. Not as a clever sentence, not as a podcast slogan, but as an actual place to put your feet in the morning. From uncertain times and foggy future towns to acting, meditation, smartphones, forecasts, sobriety, fathers, daughters, white beards I cannot grow, and the strange certainty that if you are hearing this, I somehow made it all the way to the end.

This is an episode about uncertainty, but in the sleepy way. No alarms. No instructions. Just a Swedish boy-man in Stockholm talking himself through the fog while you drift in and out beside him. Maybe falling asleep. Maybe just resting inside the fact that none of us really know what comes next.

It is what it is. What happens, happens. And right now, there’s nothing we can do about it.

Sleep Tight!

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Hi Sleepy.

Tonight the talking puts on its shoes and wanders off again. A cold Stockholm morning becomes bluish mountains in Dalarna, which becomes old theater rooms, old fear, old drunk directors, and then somehow a warm little container called Adventure Wolf, where no one has to prove anything to anyone.

I talk about getting older and still not becoming a wise, stable mountain person. About fame, and how something that once looked like freedom can start to feel like a coat made of wet carpet. About loneliness as space, as habit, as prison, as a room where you sometimes find yourself and sometimes just your phone charger.

You don’t have to follow all of this, Sleepy. You can let it blur. Let my voice walk somewhere in the next room while you drift off to sleep, through memory, bitterness, gratitude, and the strange peace of small places.

It is what it is. What happens, happens. And right now, there’s nothing we can do about it.

Cause of summer leave, this episode is a rerun from one of the older favourite episodes. Brand new episode coming next week.

Sleep Tight!

More about Henrik, click here: https://linktr.ee/Henrikstahl
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Hi, Sleepy.

Tonight we walk back to the old hiding place. The imaginary cabin in the deep Scandinavian forest, where the asphalt gives up, the gravel road gives up, and eventually even the noisy little generator of being a person seems to give up too.

There is moss, an old stone that should probably be touched, a deer path, a cabin with silver-grey wood, smoke from a chimney that nobody has lit, a chair that knows me, a kettle, books, Handel singing to a tree, and the strange relief of entering a place that doesn’t need to explain itself.

This is an episode about shelter. About thresholds. About being between the forest and the fire, between the outside and the inside, between awake and asleep. And perhaps, Sleepy, about finding a room somewhere in yourself where you can just sit for a while with coffee, old wood, and no particular assignment.

At the end, we go down to the black forest tarn.

And maybe we swim.

Sleep Tight!

More about Henrik, click here: https://linktr.ee/Henrikstahl
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Hi, Sleepy.

Tonight we begin in the benigning, which is not a word, but it might be a place. A small Swedish-English place where I stand with my pockets full of half-working words, wondering if I have enough of them to carry us through the night.

From there we somehow move toward a forest, an axe, my dad, and that old strange fear that maybe there is something wrong with me in a way no one has noticed yet. But before that gets too serious, there is also a terrible podcast called Grunts from the Gym, some thoughts about heavy-breathing strangers, and me sneaking into a Pilates class, standing in the back, trying to love myself even though I’m not very good at it.

This is an episode about doing things badly. About going to classes just to be close to your teenager. About watching your parents’ world become smaller and fearing that your own might one day do the same. And then, near the end, it becomes just you and me, Sleepy. Awake while everyone else is busy building strange dream-treehouses with their ex-bosses.

A small room in the middle of the night. You’re allowed to be human here. You’re allowed to fall asleep.

Sleep Tight!

More about Henrik, click here: https://linktr.ee/Henrikstahl

Cause of summer leave, this episode is a rerun from one of the older favourite episodes. Brand new episode coming next week.

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In this episode, Sleepy, I try to list everything in the universe before the hour is over. It starts well, with light, the moon, spoons and dust, but then reality becomes rude and starts unfolding in too many directions at once.

There are atoms, hiccups, moss, mirrors, shadows, debt, mushrooms, rust, gravity, sleep, and possibly a doctor pie. There is also the strange fact that most things are emptiness pretending to be solid, and that a shadow is just light being interrupted by you.

A drifting, introspective and imaginative journey to sleep about everything and nothing, with a strange Swedish man in Stockholm doing his best to keep track of existence before existence gets away from him.

It is what it is. What happens, happens. And right now, there’s nothing we can do about it.

Sleep Tight!

More about Henrik, click here: https://linktr.ee/Henrikstahl
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