I used to be a decent sleeper. Since retired, I go to bed early and don’t mind waking up before sunrise. 5am coffee in bed contemplating the upcoming events of the day, a little bit of news, then feeding the dog breakfast and taking her for my morning walk, which is just about the most enjoyable part of the day. Blue skies and fresh air, Palm trees and birds chirping, Leila sniffing her little heart out and I express my appreciation by talking out loudly my sincere “thank you” to the Universe with heartfelt appreciation for what I have, rather than focusing on lack, sickness, and despair.
This daily practice, some call it meditation while walking, puts me instantly into a better frame of mind. This heartfelt gratefulness catapults me to a higher frequency and triggers loving thoughts naturally.
However, even though Gratefulness is a steady companion from the moment I wake up, it has been tough for a while now. For over a year we all have been seeing so many sufferings and negative reports. We wonder about people not being careful, not wearing a mask – you know the stories. Trust me, I don’t want to be the judge and the jury having enough to deal with on my own plate.
And then things changed at the beginning of 2021 - the first week of my Covid-19 infection. I started waking up in the middle of the night. 1 am, 2am, disoriented, brain fog, not being able to focus and every painful and frightening symptom - you, who have experienced at least a moderate case of Covid-19 - will understand. At least I can breather I told myself as I was waiting for daylight, it seemed to make the ghosts of fear go away faster, or at least lessen the anxiety.
I don’t want to recall or dwell on the experience over the next 8 weeks. But I do want to share one thought: During the worst of nights, I would remember one thing that I’ve learned in my years of metaphysical studies.
God is Good, all is Good, the Universe has my back. I repeated the mantra for hours: ‘Peace, be still, and know that all is Good’ until at times I could doze off again at least for a short period of time.
I know, that even while sleeping, the subconscious is working, digesting what I have thought and felt, and systematizing my day’s experiences and impressions. It registers the mood encountered while drifting off. I know, going to sleep with a grateful, loving heart will let me rest a lot better than a worried, fearful, and disturbed mind. Keeping the Faith reinforced my knowing that the next day will be better (again, at least I could breathe!), and I will be closer to my goal of being well again and joyful even during these difficult times.
With Love, ULRIKE
This daily practice, some call it meditation while walking, puts me instantly into a better frame of mind. This heartfelt gratefulness catapults me to a higher frequency and triggers loving thoughts naturally.
However, even though Gratefulness is a steady companion from the moment I wake up, it has been tough for a while now. For over a year we all have been seeing so many sufferings and negative reports. We wonder about people not being careful, not wearing a mask – you know the stories. Trust me, I don’t want to be the judge and the jury having enough to deal with on my own plate.
And then things changed at the beginning of 2021 - the first week of my Covid-19 infection. I started waking up in the middle of the night. 1 am, 2am, disoriented, brain fog, not being able to focus and every painful and frightening symptom - you, who have experienced at least a moderate case of Covid-19 - will understand. At least I can breather I told myself as I was waiting for daylight, it seemed to make the ghosts of fear go away faster, or at least lessen the anxiety.
I don’t want to recall or dwell on the experience over the next 8 weeks. But I do want to share one thought: During the worst of nights, I would remember one thing that I’ve learned in my years of metaphysical studies.
God is Good, all is Good, the Universe has my back. I repeated the mantra for hours: ‘Peace, be still, and know that all is Good’ until at times I could doze off again at least for a short period of time.
I know, that even while sleeping, the subconscious is working, digesting what I have thought and felt, and systematizing my day’s experiences and impressions. It registers the mood encountered while drifting off. I know, going to sleep with a grateful, loving heart will let me rest a lot better than a worried, fearful, and disturbed mind. Keeping the Faith reinforced my knowing that the next day will be better (again, at least I could breathe!), and I will be closer to my goal of being well again and joyful even during these difficult times.
With Love, ULRIKE
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