End of the Day

I hope you get to relax a little after all the chores are done for the day. After all the emails are attended to, or at least the ones that are burning bright with today’s colors. After dinner and desert. Even after the prayers in the dark.

Snuggled up in the corner of the couch, maybe with a cup of tea in your hand, in front of a familiar sitcom, to laugh about the silly jokes that you’ve heard a hundred times before, and that somehow still bring a smile to your face.

In that moment, think of nothing else but the moment itself. Feel your own presence from the tip of your fingers to the edge of your toes. Feel your weight on the couch. Sense the pleasantly warm liquid gliding down your throat as you take a sip. Let your body take a break. Let your mind stretch its wings, carrying you far away.

And, when it’s time to come back, you’ll come back to a peaceful night’s sleep.

Sunday Blues – Darker

Sunday Blues - Darker

Last Sunday we set the clock back one hour. The end of daylight savings time is a sure sign of the arrival of autumn. Even though there is still the occasional day where the sun feels warm on my skin, the chill has definitely arrived. The days are getting cold. The nights colder.

But it is the darkness I dread.

There are remedies for cold and wet. But none for the darkness that seems to escape its prison deep in the confines of my heart, and spread out, threatening to extend the night indefinitely. Suddenly all about me, I see the shadow that  I carry locked away inside me. And I feel it within and without.

And all the lights, become mere ephemeral spots of joy in the gloom. My Sunday blues, it seems, just got darker.