one day, each moment, every second

Most days now, I wake around 4am. And then I want to return to the world where I dream and sometimes escape.

But when I do wake, and the thoughts start racing, and maybe it isn’t going well, I am learning to stop and find myself right here rather than somewhere yesterday or sometime tomorrow.

I see

John beside me in the bed,

blue glints from the digital clock

on our night stand,

sheer curtains framing the window,

the mirror on our chest of drawers.

 

I feel

Suka at my feet, her furry muzzle warming my toes,

the flannel sheets against my arms

and Grace’s baby doll under my pillow,

John’s cheek beneath the palm of my hand.

 

I hear

his slow, constant breathing

as he travels through his dreams,

and then the night bugs

just outside our bedroom window.

 

I smell

the palm of my sweaty hand

just so I can remind myself

who I am.

 

[In response to the Daily Prompt: Generous]

 

 

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2 thoughts on “one day, each moment, every second

  1. I was reminded of the ‘Sound of Silence’ by Simon and Garfunkel when reading this. Is this Mindfulness that you are trying? I was doing a Futurelearn online Mindfulness course last year – but didn’t complete it. That says a lot! I hope it’s working for you. I resonate, I’m a terrible sleeper and my mind ticks over at ungodly hours.

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    • Oh wow – that song is perfect. It has been a while since I’ve listened to it (but I’m listening now). Captures the feeling perfectly. What I did in this post is actually a grounding technique my psychiatrist suggested when we met on Thursday: identify 4 things I can see, 3 things I can feel, 2 things I can hear, and 1 thing I can smell. But Mindfulness also includes very similar techniques, I do believe.

      I totally relate to not completing something. Last year I signed up for a digital creativity class with Brene Brown. I still have not completed it… 🙂

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