Do Not Go Back to Sleep
I've taken this Rumi quote on as my mantra this week... it is only day 3 and I am surprised how difficult it has been. How easily my internal waters are disturbed and how swiftly I say to myself, "It doesn't matter" or "There are more important things than your feelings." How habitual it is to 'go back to sleep' because I do not always ask for what I really want. I am wondering, now, in this moment of blossoming spring, if there is *anything* more important staying awake to tiny miracles... like the breezes at dawn?