If you can’t sleep, get up. Make tea. Pray. If you can’t pray, pray anyway. Light a candle. Kneel. Watch. If you can’t watch, watch anyway.
There are hares looking for food. And there are sleeping robins beyond the dark window. There are burrowing things burrowing.
There is this posture, this story, this practice, that – even if nothing else holds you – holds you.
Pádraig Ó Tuama, Irish poet, creater of the beautiful podcast Poetry Unbound
It is always such a treat to find these in my mailbox everyday. Occasionally a text will connect more deeply and precisely with what my heart, mind or body needs at that moment. Today’s text does just that. So many thanks.