In semi-sleep the obvious often appears.
The joys that have become shoulds.
The parts of us that reside deep in our bones.
The dreams that have been dormant and are ready to wake.
Sometimes, as I find myself drifting off to sleep, a realization or idea strikes me, and because I don’t want to fumble in the darkness for a pen and paper or my phone, I will myself to remember it. Often, I repeat the words or phrase over and over in my head like a mantra.
Morning light comes, and the thoughts are as gone as the darkness that carried them to me.
But are they really gone?
We experience so much in our lives. Some moments linger in our minds, some pass by and are forgotten as soon as we move onto whatever is next, some hang around and maybe we capture them – through a story, a photo, a piece of art. I am beginning to believe that all of them become part of who we are, whether we process them actively or passively.
And so, over time,
joys become shoulds
parts of us that we have forgotten knock on the door of our consciousness
dreams that were planted years ago begin to sprout and grow
The moments come together and shift things, sometimes subtly, sometimes monumentally and all at once.
What do we do with all of this?
We listen. We trust. We honor.
And in so doing, we become.