In the Quiet Spaces

It’s late at night when I am stilling myself to get ready to sleep. That’s when things seem out of control. I want to sleep but it will not come. I feel this need for comfort but there is no one there to give it to me. Often I reach for a snack to fill the void.

This isn’t just recently it’s been most of my life even as a child. It’s as if I am trying to quiet something within me. I am restless and uncomfortable. I might doze off for 5 minutes but I fight to try to go back to sleep. I toss and I turn never to find that comfortable still place. It’s been years since I remember even dreaming. There may be a couple of dreams over the last say 20 years but very few.

What is it about this time of night that I feel the need to be comforted. Is this from a pleasant experience or not so pleasant. Does this belong to my childhood memories of being abused as an infant. Is it that or something more...

In the Quiet Spaces must not be so quiet in my mind!

I say a prayer night after night for answers, for peace, and for understanding.

I come again humbly asking for my heart and my mind to be open to the answers

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