Naps aren’t my go-to
Never have been
And still…
I love a nap
That space of time
When Life goes on and I just pause
Watch the wind through my window
Close my eyes and imagine.
Gratitude, as a practise, is a good place to visit in the
early hours of my day. Like naps, Gratitude refreshes me. It sings me a sweeter
melody. Encourages going a little deeper and shifting perception into
perspective.
Imagining, just for a moment, that instead of coming here
each morning I go straightaway into my day without pause. Without mining my
heart and my brain for what is simple, perhaps, yet amazing to me.
I have to tell you, that scares me. It really does.
Lately I have wondered about changing the way I DO things.
Waking later, writing less, going to sleep later. It seems odd that I have come
upon the way I have of living my Life, but here’s the thing: I DID NOT CHOOSE
THIS. I might well continue to practise it, but I know that on my own I never,
NOT EVER, could have figured this out.
I am grateful for all that is definitely weird, oftentimes odd,
and even strangely off-putting about me. I am NOT a lot what I once was. I am
simply ME.
I love you, Currie
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