Surrender is hard work, but you can't work at it. If you are working at it, it's not a surrender. It's like trying to push out a fart and soiling yourself.
I AM learning to quiet my mind and to recognize when it's running around in circles being not at all useful. This is turning out to be a good coping skill.
Now that the dogs have been given their own room, the cat has reclaimed her spot on my pillow and is teaching me about relaxation. The older she gets, the louder she snores.
The clock is marking time on the wall in two part rhythm. Tomorrow is another day, but this moment is sublime.
I'm going to bed. Goodnight.