I hate those nights when I can’t sleep. Though you try not to stress it, that’s where you end up anyways. How else could you not be, without sleep?
I find myself here again, tonight, sipping tea and tapping at my keyboard. Sheba is asleep, curled in her bed, beside me. How I envy her. But I will not dwell on that or on frustration. Instead, I will pause my thinking. I close my eyes and listen to the quiet.
I can rest, if not sleep in the quiet. I can breathe into the spaciousness of the night. I can release all my worries, angst and judgements. I can let go of the past and dreams of the future. I can just be here now, in the night, tapping out my words….with no stress or need to be profound.