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Insomnia: all alone with a pitiless pillow
Every so often, a person will go through a phase of insomnia. Some are lucky enough to be great sleepers. Others have the misfortune of finding it hard to either go to sleep or they wake early and toss...
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Living with Overactive Imagination: the highs, the lows, and the completely...
I was born with an interesting condition known as Overactive Imagination. Even as I type the title of this blog post, I’m wandering off into the mystery mistiness of my imagination… Where did the idiom...
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Who knew a blocked nose would make me so prolific?
So, you may have noticed that I’ve been writing a lot lately. And it’s all down to an irritatingly lengthy episode of El Influenza. I’m like a crazy old lady, rocking back and forth in her asylum...
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Made to Feel This Way
Last night, I hardly slept. At 3 am, I resigned myself to my sleepless fate, put on the kettle, and read the guts of Lullabies for Little Criminals. As I turned page after page, I thought defiantly:...
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The Golden Dream
I am currently enjoying Shirley MacLaine’s Out on a Limb. Last night, I read how Shirley’s friend, David, outlined “The Golden Dream” technique. He told her how, when he’s trying to go to sleep and his...
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Mindfulness for the Full Mind
In recent weeks, I’ve been battling against my own reaction to noise. I eventually decided to stop blaming the external and work on my inner peace instead. Last week, I was so exhausted (from lack of...
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Awake and Aware
In order to wind down for the evening, I stick on an episode of The Mentalist. After about five minutes, I switch it off. I sigh. There’s nothing happening on Facebook. Nobody’s texting me. I don’t...
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Lost in Thought
It’s after midnight so it is now the first of September. My self-determined challenges for this month are to stop biting my lip and fingers (something I’ve been doing since I was a child) and to be...
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I wake in the early hours of the morning. Unable to fall back to sleep, I creep to the other room to meditate. The curtains are pulled wide. The sky is decorated with layers of cloud, dusky and white....
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Mouse moves me all over the screen. Click. Control. Drag and drop. Fit into a box. Folded. Backed up. The satisfying sound of trash. Empty. Cat wants to play. Twilight hour can’t be trusted. Soft...
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