How to Sleep Really Well
I slept like a baby last night. Yesterday was one of those days. You know the one - when everything is calling you to step up and the thought of taking a real break doesn't even enter your mind, let alone happen.
The day rounded out with music; my daughter's orchestra performance. As I watched her glide her bow around and through her violin, I became completely entranced in the sound. It reminded me of my noisy day and the patience and courage it took to tame it, just like she was coaxing her violin to almost submit to her.
Your probably thinking, what does this have to do with sleep?
After her performance, we settled in at home and started the evening routine of making lunches for school the next day, reading, homework, bedtime stories, and of course - the never ending laundry. It was spilled out over the couch so I could sit and have some alone time with Jeff. The cats were trying to also settle in - to the laundry, and I had to convince them that I needed to fold and my black sweater lying on the sofa was not their new bed.
At ten o'clock, laundry folded and the house quiet, I tucked myself in.
I closed my eyes and curled up like a baby. Knees in close, arms wrapped around hugging, head tucked in. Embryo pose, for all you yogis.
I followed my breath.
Slowly, slowly, slowly. I breathed in and out. With each out breath, I could feel my heavy day wash over me. I was returning to myself.
I felt like clear, bottomless water. And then I was out.
I woke up early, before my alarm; to the gorgeous sound of rain.