I have stumbled across a new passion: writing. It is proving to be insightful and rewarding.
I have COVID stagnation.
I’m sitting around a lot.
I have little interest in doing things.
I have no particular structure so I think a lot.
I’m missing something.
My mind is numb.
My body parts are lame.
My thoughts are places they shouldn’t be or should they?
My mind stretches beyond consciousness and comprehension.
I lay still and listen.
I need to need.
I open my eyes.
The sun rose today but there are clouds.
Time will chase them away.
The blue skies will roust me and nature to smile.
Dreams with messages talk to me in my sleep and I talk back.
I get apprehensive and anxious.
I chase after my fears until I catch them.
No wonder I never feel rested in the morning.
The messages are only on the other side of midnight.
I access them when I’m well on my way into the dark night of my cognition.
As I’m drifting in the twilight of sleep I suddenly jerk and I’m awake again.
Soon I roll over. It’s 3AM and I’m wondering how I got here.
I don’t remember anything between now and when I fell asleep, except bits and pieces of dreams, the messages from the other side of midnight I very seldom remember.
It’s like, I’m going to be in trouble when the day comes and I need to know what those dreams spoke to me of and were trying to tell me. Why all this anxiety? What is it I’m missing? Why don’t I absorb the messages of the dreams? Why don’t I open up and allow the solemn light of midnight to permeate my heart?
The solemn light of midnight. The light that unlocks your heart’s door.
That door is sealed tight with your fears locked inside.
Allow that door to swing open.
Release your fears and breathe a sigh of relief.
© 2020 Laurie S Novak