Odysseus the Beggar and Argos the Dog · The Odyssey · Greek Mythology Sleep Story
The Sleeping Almanac: Sleep Stories for Adults from Myth and Fairy TaleShow Notes
The voice you hear is the creator's own. He cloned it from recordings of his own voice, so every story is told in his voice. If you enjoy falling asleep to it, follow the show so each new story arrives on its own, and leave a rating on Apple Podcasts so other people can find it. Subscribing on YouTube helps the show grow, even if you only listen here: youtube.com/@TheSleepingAlmanac The Sleeping Almanac is also a shelf of books, bedtime stories to read and mythology coloring books: gildenmyth.com/books Welcome to The Sleeping Almanac. Tonight a king walks into his own house as a beggar, and only a dog knows him. He comes down the goat track from the high farm in rags, past the spring where the road bends, and lets a rude man kick him without answering. At his own gate an old hound lifts his head, thumps his tail once in the dust, and lets go of a life he had only been holding on to for this. Inside, the great hall is loud with men eating another man's cattle, and the ragged stranger goes along the tables with his hands out and takes what they give him, insults and bread alike, while his own son watches and says nothing. Upstairs the queen sits at a loom she has been quietly unweaving by lamplight for three years. And in a quiet corner an old nurse kneels to wash a beggar's feet, finds a scar above his knee that she has known since he was a boy, and is hushed before she can cry out. A calm, hopeful telling of the return to the hall for sleep, calm enough to drift to and rich enough to stay awake for if you choose. Close your eyes. Let the lamps in the hall burn down. There is nothing to do now but listen and rest. CHAPTERS 0:00 Welcome and the Singer at the Fire 4:34 Chapter One: The Road Down to the Town 10:30 Chapter Two: An Unkindness on the Road 16:02 Chapter Three: The Old Dog on the Warm Heap 26:20 Chapter Four: The Beggar at His Own Door 31:54 Chapter Five: The Thrown Stool 40:18 Chapter Six: The Queen Among the Wasters 48:05 Chapter Seven: The Web Told by the Weaver 56:01 Chapter Eight: The Cloak and the Brooch 1:04:52 Chapter Nine: The Basin and the Scar 1:14:24 Chapter Ten: The Dream of the Geese 1:21:30 Chapter Eleven: The House Going Quiet 1:25:59 Chapter Twelve: Goodnight. And the House Asleep Around Its Secret Watch the illustrated version on YouTube: https://youtu.be/wlBVOc8e4WI New episodes every Sunday, Tuesday, Thursday, and Friday. 🎙️ Sleep stories from history, Kingdoms at Dusk: https://kingdomsatdusk.com 📖 All our worlds: https://gildenmyth.com 🕊️ Goddess sleep meditations, The Tender Hour: https://www.youtube.com/@TheTenderHourChannel 🌙 Join the almanac, first looks and the occasional quiet letter: https://gildenmyth.com This show uses AI tools (research, narration, visuals) under human editorial direction. Every episode is reviewed before release.
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