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Blinking and yawning in the noonday light
Nov. 9th, 2009 01:21 pmIt was such a struggle to get out of bed today.
Perhaps, if I had gone to sleep before 3:30am, I might not be so groggy and foggy right now.
For all that the return to Standard Time is usually good for me, I have let myself be a bit too free with my night owl inclinations. The boundary between daylight and dark is no longer a cue to slow down, relax, and contemplate sleep. It's just a time at which I need to turn on lights and keep going for several hours more (and several beyond that).
So, the wee hours of Saturday morning found me quietly swapping and rearranging the contents of a storage cabinet in my bedroom and one of the frosted glass cabinets in my studio. Stacks of file folders went into the storage cabinet, and cones of weaving yarn took their place in the studio. I need to see yarn more than I need to see old folders.
But did I need to do this at 2AM?
Saturday found me still cleaning the Aerie, because one change leads to another. Curtains came down to be washed and put back up. Incense billowed in all the corners. Piles of errant stuff were sorted and put to rights. The beautiful thing was that I found my mother's book of knitting patterns for hats, buried in a pile of errant stuff. I've been looking for it for the better part of two years. I could have purchased the book again, but what I really wanted was a beret pattern from an unknown source, one that she kept tucked in the front of that book. Now I don't have to go through the effort of counting stitches on the one remaining beret made from that pattern.
What kept me awake last night was the sense of disconnect between all this activity and the season. Shouldn't all this sorting and shifting of stuff have been done earlier? Should I be thinking more and doing less? Or, is it necessary to put the physical house in order as a prelude to taking on the mental and spiritual houses? Can I have orderly thoughts in the midst of chaos?
But, did I need to answer these questions at 3:30AM?
I don't know what I am doing here in the center of the spiral, other than waiting. While I am waiting, I may as well tidy up a bit. You never know what you might find buried in a pile of errant stuff.
Perhaps, if I had gone to sleep before 3:30am, I might not be so groggy and foggy right now.
For all that the return to Standard Time is usually good for me, I have let myself be a bit too free with my night owl inclinations. The boundary between daylight and dark is no longer a cue to slow down, relax, and contemplate sleep. It's just a time at which I need to turn on lights and keep going for several hours more (and several beyond that).
So, the wee hours of Saturday morning found me quietly swapping and rearranging the contents of a storage cabinet in my bedroom and one of the frosted glass cabinets in my studio. Stacks of file folders went into the storage cabinet, and cones of weaving yarn took their place in the studio. I need to see yarn more than I need to see old folders.
But did I need to do this at 2AM?
Saturday found me still cleaning the Aerie, because one change leads to another. Curtains came down to be washed and put back up. Incense billowed in all the corners. Piles of errant stuff were sorted and put to rights. The beautiful thing was that I found my mother's book of knitting patterns for hats, buried in a pile of errant stuff. I've been looking for it for the better part of two years. I could have purchased the book again, but what I really wanted was a beret pattern from an unknown source, one that she kept tucked in the front of that book. Now I don't have to go through the effort of counting stitches on the one remaining beret made from that pattern.
What kept me awake last night was the sense of disconnect between all this activity and the season. Shouldn't all this sorting and shifting of stuff have been done earlier? Should I be thinking more and doing less? Or, is it necessary to put the physical house in order as a prelude to taking on the mental and spiritual houses? Can I have orderly thoughts in the midst of chaos?
But, did I need to answer these questions at 3:30AM?
I don't know what I am doing here in the center of the spiral, other than waiting. While I am waiting, I may as well tidy up a bit. You never know what you might find buried in a pile of errant stuff.
