Sleep Issues
I’m so tired! Time to relax, time to curl up, snuggle into that pillow, pull those
covers over your head and disappear into the wonderland of joyous rest.
As living creatures, we breathe, we eat, we drink, we evacuate our food and drink,
and we sleep.
Sleep is necessary, absolutely necessary. And it is meant to be absolutely restful,
rejuvenating and pleasant.
When we cannot sleep, or when sleep does not free us from the stresses of the
day and recharge our batteries, we are at odds with our selves and we suffer.
Could nature be wrong? Is there anything wrong with us?
NO!. We are wondrous and perfect, and meant to rest like children each and
every time. So now we turn to nurture. Is there something wrong with our
nurtures? Did something happen to us that is disrupting our nature itself?
YES. And in this yes we find our answers.
Oh blissful sleep!
Sleep Issues
Our unconscious minds are necessary splits of our selves in order to survive our
environments and the traumas and deprivations of our early lives. And if we are
unconscious, we assume that we do not and will not know what it is that
happened to us.
Yet when we sleep we penetrate and surf our unconscious minds and return to
the selves and fragments of selves we long to regain upon awakening. And most
people manage to navigate the crossing into and out of the unconscious mind
relatively smoothly.
For us that suffer from sleep issues, we are faced with a resistance or even fear
of sleeping, whether or not we are even aware of our own reasons for this very
frustrating conundrum. We are so tired that we need to sleep, and we are so
afraid of going there that we must keep ourselves from sleeping.
How sad that we avoid visiting our own deepest hearts. We feel trapped
between light and dark, and we are dissatisfied with both.
If we wanted to soothe a poor child too frightened to cry or rest, we would say:
“Come here sweetie, curl up here on my lap. You are safe. You are loved.
Everything is going to be O.K. now.”
And the little child would look around agitated and afraid. Afraid to know what
she knows. Afraid to remember what he had to forget.
When the child feels protected and assured, the child drifts off to sleep.
Perhaps frightening or fitful sleep at first, but upon awakening, in the
soothing protection of someone who cares, in time, and with many tears,
the child “lets go,” off to visit the bearable inner world of rest and the
welcoming of self.
And so your muse says to you: “Come here you poor tired soul. Lie down
right here next to me. This ear is for you to speak to, and this shoulder is
for you to lean upon and cry upon. The fears and tears that must flow will
flow when you feel safe and cared for.”
We are not under any pressure now.
Sleep will come.
You are safe.
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