Even with hefty long walks yesterday to and from the mall where the No Frills grocery store is, about two hours of walking I guess, and then a dog walk, exercise usually helping with sleep, I was still awake at 3 or 4am, and knew I would get up at 7am (even though it's Canada Day, a national holiday).
For the past 13 years I've used mantra to sleep when I know I need to... and while I've been trying to let my mind be the wild place it naturally is, last night I succumbed.
What did I silently intone as I drifted off to sleep?
I love you, I love you, I love you...
Sheath of feeling. Words groping to touch air.
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Tuesday, July 01, 2008
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