It is 4:00 in the morning.
Sounds like the beginning of a song.
It has been awhile since I have woken around 2:30 am, unable to sleep and have come to the kitchen to my lap top.
Today, I went to my email not sure why I was doing that, seamed so frivolous, like I needed to do something of more importance like write but wasn’t feeling in a place to write. Good decision as I came across the link to my husband’s Blog, “My Spiritual Spot”. His most recent blog post called
I had to read that.
And so I did and then I read more and more
And found myself wanting to read things he posted prior to his heart attack as well as just after it.
I commented on his posts and finally in my last comment, found myself writing
delving deeply into my own thoughts, reflecting and expressing
For some reason, I am now frozen, unsure of what to say next.
I could say how reading other inspiring posts, helps inspire myself and helps me reconnect to who I really am and to remember who I am and my purpose here.
Maybe this blank feeling, this unsure of what is next, is only
It is ok to be in the question
to just sit in the stillness
the space between the words
this early morning time is space between the busy moments of my life
and breathing is essential for living