This morning I woke up at 4AM again.
Didn’t I JUST blog about this? Didn’t I?
This is how it is right now. The waking up. Sometimes 4AM, sometimes 5AM.
Very rarely, close to 6AM.
This morning it is 4AM.
I open my eyes and check my phone to be sure I did not get a text from Doula Client who is now one day post date. I see no text. I roll back over and after five minutes it becomes clear sleeping time is over.
I do not fight this early morning time reader. I do not fight this waking with ideas calling to be executed. Instead, I have started going to bed earlier. This is what yoga has taught me.
So, it is last night and I am on the green couch, slowly schlumping down on the throw pillows next to Philly.
I tell him, “I am tired already.”
Ok, it is more like a WHINE than a SAY.
Philly says, “You are tired. You should go to bed.”
I know he is right. My wide-awake times have a way of creeping up and surprising me lately. But it is so early. It is only nine o’clock.
“Soon I will be going to bed at lunch time.” I say.
He looks at me.
“Oh OK!” I say. And I pad up the stairs and make the necessary preparations for sleeping.
And so, by 9:30PM, I AM sleeping. Because I have learned through the practice and the program how to actually put myself to bed.
It may sound simple. But I did not always know how to do this very simple thing: Pay attention to my body. Act accordingly. And surrender.
Surrender to what is.
And, remember to give thanks.
For these, the moments that make up the body of work that continue to lead us, and to give us opportunity, sometimes quickly, sometimes slowly, to live our yoga on and off the mat.
So for today, surrender again, to what is.
This blog piece originally published on Darlene's blog, Summerhead.
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