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sleep, sleep, and more sleep

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I’m craving a good night’s sleep. 

My research led me to an app that measures how you are actually sleeping, and it’s fascinating. Check out the chart from last night. The initial blip is because I set it to start before I had brushed my teeth and actually climbed into bed! But then I seemed to sleep well until 12:30, when I think David let the cat out. I did wake around 4:45. I tried to fall back asleep, but couldn’t. So at 5:30, I was up for the day.

The article pointed me to another change– sleeping in a cold room. We turned the temperature down last night, and I think that helped. I normally bundle up in my flannels no matter how hot it is. I know, I know.

After 5 nights, I get a report of some kind. Looking forward to that!

Poetry and Nature

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The world is too much with us, said William Wordsworth. Some days this poem resonates clearly, as depressing as it is.

But recognizing this, I can soon muddle around in the emotions and come out the other side. I don’t need to stay there. And, as Wordsworth found, getting outside in nature helps. The sun on my face, the crisp air.

Focus on this day, this moment. It gets better.

 

It’s All About the Words

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Words. I must have become a printer because I love seeing words in front of me. Cards, prints, even these small letterpress printed cards that now stand in wooden holders.

I’m about to start a new eating plan, something I’ve done, oh, maybe a thousand times during my life! But seriously, who knows, right? So I’m working on becoming a vegetarian/vegan (haven’t decided which one yet). I’m going to need lots of help, so today I’m working on some signs I can put around the kitchen to inspire and motivate me:

“The food you eat can be either the safest and most powerful form of medicine or the slowest form of poison.” -Ann Wigmore

“Came from a plant, eat it; was made in a plant, don’t.” -Michael Pollan

Let’s see how this goes….

Love, Actually

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I know. It’s a movie. One that everyone has seen a gazillion times.

But the movie lifts my heart and has mended broken places. So I end this year thinking of love- of my children and their families, of my mother who misses my father desperately, of my husband who loves me from the core of his being, of my friends who support and share in the joy of creating, of people who have changed my thinking through their writing and speaking, of the ocean that calms me, and of self-knowledge, which has reassured me that life offers healing and forgiveness if we are willing to take it.

Here’s to 2017. May we love more.