My body and mind have this new behavior. It is called, wake up every day at 4 AM, EST. Now, only a little over a week ago, that would mean 3AM here. I am not sure what is up, but this morning I got so sick of just lying in the bed that I got up and had my coffee.
The wild and exciting part of that time of the morning, if there can be such a thing, is that my head is just FILLED with ideas. Not stressors, or thinks that are worrying me, which is why even though I am tired, I haven’t seemed to mind it much. It is as if my brain cannot wait to start the day. From ideas for my girl scout troop for activities, to how I am going to organize my Equal Marriage group from the candlelight vigil; to things that I want to write about, the brain is on major overdrive.
I am a human alarm clock, so the fact that I wake myself up with an active brain doesn’t really surprise me; I have been able to wake myself up, down to the minute, without an alarm clock, for most of my life. But, I am thinking that there has to be something about that time of the day/night/morning that is calling to me. Maybe because of what time that means it is in another part of the world. Maybe because of my totem animal of the wolf. Maybe because a change of season is upon us.
Whatever the reason, as long as I can get through the fatigue, I am embracing the opportunity for exploring what messages are in it for me.
Too deep? Not for me………..