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My day is growing tired.
The fullness of the week rested over the weekend, yet the tiredness is ready for a good night's sleep. The tiredness is utterly human. My spirit never tires - it always moves with expansions and contractions into eternity. Always. Resting is relative, I suppose. But the body is subject to tiredness and needs rest and renewal. Rest and renewal... rest and renewal. Each and every night the same, though the amount of rest and renewal can vary. My body may demand a certain amount, but it doesn't always get what it wants. I do have to give in to the tiredness though. No such thing as skipping sleep. Putting it off, perhaps, but sleeping must come. And then sleeping wears off, and a new day begins. Always a new day. Always more time for waking so I can see, interact and be in Life. I guess I could choose not to interact, but that would require more effort than it implies. So during my waking hours I try to create a Life of Joy, Love and Purpose. My purpose. What do I want to do with my time that fills me up with Life? I fill, I do, I Love. Then it is time for rest and renewal.
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AK Gypsy
5/19/2021 02:07:47 am
Beautiful, "I fill, I do, I love." It is the rest and renewal that makes it all possible to get up and do it all again. Sometimes in a new way, sometimes in a new place. Always a new day, a new beginning.
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5/30/2021 06:35:04 pm
Yes, a new day... and even with the occasionally needed rest of mid-day.... always anew when I wake from a nap. Ahhhhhh.
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