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ROMANCING SLEEP
My bed becomes a ship in the night
on a soft, undulating sea.
A sweet, crescent slip of a moon sends
lunar nectar between the sheets cascading over my flesh.
My bed is surrounded by sweet scent,
warmth and flavor of what is to come.
Sleep,
blessed mistress of the night.
She enters the altar of my body,
stilling the restless mind,
sending soft shivers of relaxation through the body,
embracing the longing of the heart.
-Constantine Darling
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If you were to look deep inside yourself, beyond your thinking mind, where did the above words land after you took them in? Invoking all your senses, can you perceive how those words manifested in your physical form? Perhaps you were transported to a place where stress languidly dripped from your brow. Your muscles melted off the bone, released by the marrow of your being, unfurling into gentle slumber.
You are invited to explore this somatic refuge, this sanctuary within all of us where our body longs to find itself at day’s end. It releases itself into unencumbered, velvety stillness, punctuating its arrival with a toned “ahhhhhh,” dropping deeper into relaxation…
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