The bliss of relaxation

The bliss of relaxation

Nothing like flopping, tumbling, folding into a simple bed after a hard day’s work or activity, stretching your limbs, wiggling your toes, and sinking into sweet sleep.  Nothing seemed to me more miraculous than that simple bed in that bare and freezing...
As punctual as …

As punctual as …

… an otter?  Not the obvious simile, but according to this, true.  This curious fact lies alongside the revelation that when the otter decided it was time to get up, his human handler had to get up to – the animal went through an elaborate process of...
Freedom from alarms

Freedom from alarms

One of the joys of leaving a job is the growing awareness that waking becomes a natural process, rather than an aural shock.  This doesn’t necessarily mean waking late, just naturally, and I still get up as early as I ever did, about six in the winter and five...
Many legended-island

Many legended-island

Are those legends still alive or did they die with the war, or with the people who told them?  And what if we made our own mental – or real – ‘many-legended island’ to walk in? Or created legends for the real world? If you have a memory or idea...
A perfect resting spot

A perfect resting spot

A theme that will recur in these pages is that of sleep and rest both of which seem for many people to be in permanent deficit. This description of perfect rest was written by Ann Warder in 1786. I liked the triple level of comfort: the ‘best bed’ in a...
Unconditional love and life

Unconditional love and life

What is your idea, experience or dream of a timeless afternoon? ‘Me lying in bed with my five year old, and he is sleeping and I am just lying there listening to the breathing and smelling the smells of children. But I can not describe it very well… it is a...
I experienced timeless afternoons …

I experienced timeless afternoons …

What is your idea, experience or dream of a timeless afternoon? I experienced timeless afternoons when I woke up after an operation in a strange hospital bed, alone in a strange hospital room, and my mind was swinging between looking out of the window and falling back...

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