Overcast, rainy or cold afternoons offer the blessing (should you be in a position to seize it) of the opportunity to fall into a deeply restorative sleep -- the kind that takes you so many layers of consciousness under that only by some coaxing (by the fairies?) do you ever rise back through those multitudes of dreamy layers and come to. In the absolute stillness you only know time has passed because the beets you put in to bake at low temperature are ready; their scent having just that moment ascended the staircase to the door of your dream-chamber. You are so deeply satisfied by siesta you think youll never have want for anything again. But still you finally rise to your feet, and after drawing a luxurious, warm bath, you float down to the fridge where you retreive the green vegetable juice you prepared just before drifting off and fully surrender to the perfection of the moment. #blessedrestoration
Posted on: Sat, 27 Dec 2014 15:38:44 +0000
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