Another sleepless night:
The thoughts fell to the cold, hard tile floor, on the pantheon of my mind. They sat dazed and confused, rubbing their bruised behinds. This is what happens when they try all at once to gain access to my consciousness. Too many thoughts spoil the sleep, I mused ruefully. I see them, looking at each other, vacantly, aware only of themselves, standing silent, preparing to storm the entrance to my awake mind, attention vital for their animation. They lounge in the lobby with its many doors, portals to other worlds, realms of reason, cities of untold fantasy, or halls of humdrum nonsense. It doesn’t matter, all would lead somewhere, and somewhere was survival.
They must keep moving, their existence depended on it. They clambered to their feet and ran straight for the first door, in unison, barging me awake: 3.10 am, here we go again.
A grant proposal, my daughter’s school books, my son’s verruca, the blinking light on the dashboard of my car. I knew I would have brain pain in the morning. Now, tumbled into consciousness by the insistence of the demanding and demented cacophony of cackle in my head, I lay there, eyes wide open. The idea of a world in the grips of a pandemic took up the same bandwidth as wondering if I had enough cat food. There was no prioritizing here, each thought was every neuron for itself, take no prisoners, show no mercy.
The hardness of my bed rejected me like an angry lover, its back turned to me, where earlier it had me in a warm and gentle embrace. I plumped the pillows and resettled myself, for what seemed like nanoseconds. The agitation of being awake winning. I resigned to losing the battle and got up. I swung my legs to the floor and was body slapped by the cold night air. I shuffled to the loo like a hunchback defeated. Awakeness, it’s a clunky word, but I felt clunky. I was resentful of my awakeness and I longed for sleepiness. The world was back to front, my brain broken, its dial on the wrong setting.
The thought of the next day’s business made a run for first place, but I knocked it back. I grabbed my pen and began lassoing the unruly bunch into some semblance of order and my thoughts stood silent and still, happy now, they had my full attention.
Recommended crystals
Keeping a piece of Amethyst on your bedside table or under your pillow will aid in a number of sleep problems. It purifies your mind and clears it of negative thoughts, perfect for those who suffer from insomnia or nightmares.
Citrine is great for removing negative energy from your body and living space. It can also bring you inspiring dreams if you keep Citrine by your bed at night. Like all crystals and stones, we recommend cleaning Citrine under cold water every two weeks and recharging them under a full moon.
You can place the Lepidolite on your bedside table or even under your pillow for the best possible result and even carry a piece around with you for constant peace of mind. If you often find yourself struggling to get a good night’s rest you may want to consider bringing Rose quartz into your bedroom
The soothing blue energy of Angelite brings a sense of inner peace and calm to the user. Also known as the “Stone of Awareness,” this crystal is known to be connected to love, serenity, angelic connection, and astral traveling.
The common causes of worry, such as anxiety and worry, can be eased by placing the stone near your bed while sleeping.
However, it is recommended not to use this stone near water as it can turn into gypsum upon getting wet.
A Restful Yoga Routine for Insomnia
- Forward Fold.
- Supine Twist. Twists in general help detox, release tension, and reduce back pain. …
- Puppy Pose.
- Child’s Pose. Child’s Pose stretches the hips, thighs, and ankles. …
- Standing Forward Bend (Uttanasana) …
- Plow Pose (Halasana) …
- Child Pose (Shishuasana) …
- Legs Up The Wall Pose (Viparita Karani) …
- Corpse Pose (Savasana) …
- Reclining Butterfly (Supta Baddha Konasana)