First look this morning, the porch, looks like the wind really kicked up last night. Feeling happy that I managed to sleep deep enough not to notice.
I set up a warm convenient corner for nighttime paper work, because mostly I don't sleep through.
Naturally, one thought follows another...
I like the happy little star sleeping above the birds, forest and ocean.
it feels like a calmness.
Your Magic Carpets look as if they had just quickly flew back in, trying to beat the rising sun, giving away their secrets. I love your corner and your drawing table! I want to sit and have you tell me the stories of the precious few treasures kept in there. I looked at that happy square on the quilt and wondered if it holds any of your bird fabric? Sleep has become a real nightmare lately, pun intended 😁
Those birds show up everywhere, but there are only a few tiny scraps left. and ha, sleep has become a nightmare, ha.
Ah yes, the sleep problem. Apparently having warm feet is important. My current strategy is to focus on my breath and if that fails, a podcast book review might work or an audio book set to last a determined amount of time. But often nothing works so I stroke my bed buddy cat who loves to sleep under the covers or on top on my legs. I adore that little poem about the hand! It’s wonderful.
maybe as we get older we get less exercise and fresh air. working on it..
I try to quiet the late-night “monkey mind” by building fantastical gardens in my head to lull myself to sleep.
Sometimes it works!
(but sometimes, I REALLY want to build them….more plants! More digging! Sorry, hubby! HA!)
working on a large story quilt during the day helps me if I really get into the story.
This is similar to what I do, except it can’t be anything I’d actually like and be able to do or my brain wakes up and I spend the night planning instead of drifting. Lately I’ve been walking with elephants and sleeping with lions and I’m usually asleep before the lion roars.
I get what you are saying
Elusive sleep, I used to get up and Iron. Now I play word games on my phone til the phone drops out of my hand. I thought of stitching, but would be dangerous!
Yeah, I cannot stitch at night, but your right, I would probably find myself hanging by a thread…
Ahhhhh, the comfort of a deep sleep, like the comfort of a much worn, much loved quilt or blanket…
A loved blanket help really… I love running my fingers over the stitches in the dark and wondering where they have landed.
Oh what a cozy corner! I do enjoy seeing where you work.
I hate nights like that, I call it looping. My brain just keeps playing the same thing over and over and over. It happens when I have too much stimulation or sugar late in the day. Typically I don’t eat sugar so I guess it revs me up.
I am mostly overwhelmed lately and that is probably the reason.
Came across this little poem recently:
Only my hand
but it’s a start.
Wonderful! Thanks ~
Ha. Good one!
the zzzzzz could lead into a zippered pocket for small treasures like love notes! cozy corners seem to help thoughts intersect…
oh , yes, there were pockets on the Magic Feather Cloth… but no zippers for babies…
I feel so tired, I think I can fall asleep standing up. Unfortunately I have had insomnia my whole life. As soon as my body is relaxed in a horizontal position, my mind wanders around in all the dark corners. She dusts off all kinds of things and shows me what I’ve missed. What a tidy person my mind is. I flop around on the bed, but she is persistent. Sigh!
This is new for me but it feels like what you describe.
I read your lovely comment and I simply must answer you: It is so true, as soon as I am lying down late at night the mind gets up and does all the things I will never do during daytime, but I am not tired during the day. And what a wonderful thought, that your mind is a tidy person❤️
That is a great poem, too!
Finally it is raining here. Really stormy rain, typical November weather.
I want to get a better light for somewhere else in the room besides the one by my bed for those nights…
This is great now, pop out of bed and catch some thoughts! Glad for your rain.