I have had lots on my plate lately . . . and each evening, same story. The familiar tightness makes itself felt, that could keep me up all night.
Rather than getting even more upset by such unwelcome visitor, I have discovered a new way of being that has made it (relatively) easy to fall into the oblivion of sleep.
It goes like this . . .
Lying in bed, I turn my attention to the whole experience of body in repose, pressure in the throat, knot in the stomach, and also breath coming and going at its own pace. Back and forth, between tightness and breath. Embracing the discomfort, meanwhile letting body being breathed. Each breath, a gentle stroke against the fear, and the butterflies swirling inside. Softening, softening, and making room for growing delight.
Surrendering to the sweetness of breath.
How do you put yourself to sleep?
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