Do you sleep well? Just wondering. I am not, normally, a good sleeper. Nighttime seems to be when the monkey mind wants to go through the day’s activities, and thoughts, and sort them all out. Normally, about 2 hours after I go to bed. I go to sleep, and then wake up 2 hours later. It’s like having a nap. It’s a crapshoot whether or not I’ll get back to sleep.
I have my tricks, to get back to sleep. I put on some music, meditation-type. My favorite one is Oceans and Tambura by Anugama. The second cut is mostly waves crashing, and some faint other sounds, like birds, and an instrument which is mimicking a fog horn in the distance. Then begin my gratitude list.
That doesn’t always work. In which case, I might pick up my phone and check WP, or FB, or my mail. Just for a quick distraction from whatever is keeping me awake.
And if all else fails, pick up one of the 5 or 6 books beside my bed and read until I can’t keep my eyes open. Sometimes it’s about 10 minutes. Sometimes it’s 2 hours.
And of course, this already precludes that I have taken an Ambien, which usually works well, but not always. I don’t take it every night. Just when I know I have too much on my mind to sleep, or when I wake up and am awake for more than a half hour. Or, when I’m exhausted, and just want to make sure I sleep.
I used to get mad that I couldn’t sleep, when I knew I had to go to work in a few hours and actually be functional. Which of course, is not the emotion that will get you to sleep. It’s easier now, because I don’t work, so I don’t get so aggravated.
Last night was a blessing. I slept 8 ½ hours, only waking up a couple times and getting back to sleep quickly. I even managed to get back to sleep for an hour and a half, when I woke at 5 AM. Many times I just get up.
I could possibly have a really busy day today, so I’m utterly grateful for the night’s sleep. Might meet someone for brunch today. Want to bake Christmas cookies so I can send some to my son. Later, either going with a friend to her daughters condo on St. Pete Beach for a Christmas boat parade and party, or going to my sisters.
I guess it’s time to go start the cookies. I call them heart attack cookies. Only made at Christmas. Butter, sugar, and flour. A little chocolate and some raspberry jam. Oh and maraschino cherries for one of them.
Have a great day. Love and light everyone.