Thank you, Sleep

There are few things as delightful as waking up from a good night's rest. It goes without saying, really. But I had to say it anyway.

Such a simple thing -- so essential, so fundamental to good health and happiness. Yet, I rarely take time to thank my maker for this part of a perfect plan.

I revel in the l'heure bleue -- the blue hour. That precious, quiet space in time. A time of innocence as day surrenders to night and again just before the world has fully wakened; the gentle transition between the burden of reality and the unfettered world of dreams; perfect moments of circadian solitude.

I love letting go of whatever may be troubling my body or soul and drifting into sleep where unconscious wisdom rules the world. During those hours, the body takes care of itself without any attention on my part. This is miraculous to me. Body, mind and spirit renew, repair, re-generate, then come back to whatever may be waiting from the previous day with new perspective and fresh energy for the work at hand. What a gift.

Every day is new. Every morning is a resurrection. Thank you, sleep, for that.