waking-up

Waking up in the same place in which you dozed off has never happened either to you or to anyone else. Ever. Earth does not stop moving when you sleep. Every hour that passes, Earth travels a little more than 800,000 kilometres around the centre of our galaxy. And so do you. That's the equivalent of about twenty trips around the planet. Every hour. No one minds, though, as long as their bed stays still beneath their body.

My Love wakes in a puddle of sunlight.Her hands asleep beside her.Her hair draped on the lawnlike a mantle of cloth.I give her my lifefor our love is wholeI sing her beauty in my soul.

Waking up begins with saying am and now. That which has awoken then lies for a while staring up at the ceiling and down into itself until it has recognized I, and therefrom deduced I am, I am now. Here comes next, and is at least negatively reassuring; because here, this morning, is where it has expected to find itself: what__ called at home.

The business of stories is not enchantment. The business of stories is not escape. The business of stories is waking up.

This morning I woke up before the alarm clock went off and the sky outside was a big red ocean. You're beautiful when you're sleeping so I spent an hour observing the way you breathe. Inhale, exhale, without a thought of tomorrow. The window was open and the air was so crisp and I couldn't imagine how to ever ask for more than this.

There isn__ a good side and a bad side of you or of anybody, so there__ no need to be at war with yourself or anyone or anything at all.All we are is a bunch of dozy people in the process of waking up.All we really need to do is try gently to be open to continuing that process.It__ no good getting worked up about stuff _ it__ better to relax and laugh at our mistakes, then figure out how to learn from them and move on.

J!m squinted his first hate of the day.

The hemulen woke up slowly and recognised himself and wished he had been someone he didn't know.

I will missmy chest explodingyou coming home latenot turning on the lightalways waking me upI will missthe sudden burst of safetywhen you look at meor hold my handor say something like__et__ go home__ will missthe years I loston something or someone.The pieces didn__ fit, shaped wrongthe timing slightly off.I loved you like I always will.

You smoked another cigarette and we shared another coffee and it was just another morning that made me realise that this is all it takes to be happy.

Through the many years of what I thought was 'searching', was really the process of 'awakening'.