I passed a strange night of sleeping, awakening with epiphanies, and falling back asleep again.
Each epiphany concerned different areas - writing, work, dreaming, and mantras. With each, I awoke thinking about them, wrote a blog in my head about them, and then returned to sleep. I never checked the time, but with all these epiphanies going on and writing in my head, and the subsequent writing I did after I rose today, I feel tired. I wanna go back to bed.
Although these are all epiphanies that happened in one strange night, I decided to post about them separately. Four epiphanies, one night.
All of the epiphanies make some sense in the context of my life. That they all happened in one night is surprising. I had a two beers hours earlier in the evening so alcohol probably contributed to the epiphanies' releases. I was feeling relaxed as well beyond the beers' effects. I'd been enjoying a writing high after finishing a short story revision.
After writing this and about all the epiphanies, there's a sense of continuity between the epiphanies. I deliberately fragment my life, separating work, life, health, and writing. They can't be wholly separated, though. There is spillage. And they are all in me. Dreaming and sleeping allowed them to come together and emerge in interesting ways.
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Kiva, Women's International League for Peace and Freedom, Propublica.org, Doctors Without Borders, GreaterGood.com