While undergoing sleep therapy yesterday, I decided to take the time to really listen to and enjoy the rain on the leaves outside. It's a sound I love, and in lives past I would have taken a nap just BECAUSE it was raining so I could listen to it and fall asleep.
After enjoying the rain for a bit, I focused on the wind. I noticed that the sound itself was not unpleasant. It was actually very similar to the sound of crashing waves in Mexico, one of my favorite sounds on earth. For a few moments I pretended I was in Mexico, but then I brought myself back to Oklahoma and the wind-and enjoyed not the waves on the beach but the wind outside my window.
Today the wind is still there, and I have finally learned to enjoy it. Yes, I believe that joy can become a habit just like anything else.
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Hmmm...sleep therapy - sounds good to me - I am a terrible sleeper. Regarding your comment on the screws in your leg - I also have screws in my leg - 12 right now and I am trying to get an appointment to get them out! How did you get "screwed". Mim
You got it switch! Mim, I've had to have my foot broken twice and realigned-congential flat feet. This time they broke it and wedged in a piece of cadaver bone in my ankle to make it stay-I am convinced it's probably a chunk of Allistar Cooke.
I actually turn up Zoe's monitor each night because the sound it makes reminds me of the waves in Mexico and of rain. I love to listen as I fall asleep and pretent I'm somewhere peaceful and enjoying a nice vacation.
sleep therapy,being screwed in the foot,pieces of Alistar Cooke...what planet are you guys on?
Sounds like the Planet of Peg Legged Women!
I often wonder what planet I live on - I loved the title of the Oliver Sacks book "an Anthropologist on Mars"
A habit I'd like to learn...
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