5:29 a.m.
For the past three years I’ve had trouble sleeping through an entire night. I’m not yet sure what the root source of this problem is, but I’m usually left in a state of frustration and exhaustion. However, when I awoke during the 3 o’clock hour this morning it brought the most amazing blessing. I was greeted by an intense sense of awareness and a chance to practice what I’ve learned through yoga- the experience of living in the present moment.The Oxford English Dictionary recently revealed that the most commonly used noun in the English language is “time,” a commodity I have generally become accustomed to wasting. I attempt to make a conscious effort to contradict this inclination. When I’m battling with a bout of insomnia I delve into the book I’m currently reading or I engage in a project that has spent way too many days on my to-do list until sleep beckons.
To my dismay, I was unable to win the battle this morning. I was forced to surrender myself to wakefulness and decided to enjoy the crisp autumn air. As I sat on my front porch I perceived the wind that was literally whistling, the sky cloaked in the color of mourning, and the wind chimes singing in harmony. It reminded me of Arizona Dream. If you haven’t seen this movie, I recommend it simply because of the breathtaking scenery. Disclaimer: it is a bit bizarre (at least not in a David Lynch kind of way).
My mom tells us that each morning it is good to walk outside barefoot to “ground” oneself and neutralize the body. I’ve never put much stock in this advice, but in the early hours of the prologue to today I had the irresistible urge to abandon my sandals and walk on the graveled driveway that leads to the house. It worked. Although I won’t fall asleep before beginning my a.m. routine in preparation for work, I’m sure I’ll be more productive when I arrive because I will be mindfully present, hopeful and appreciative for what I have.

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