In the middle of the night, the quiet that settles over us is meant to inspire us.  It is meant to Love us back to Truth.

The body awakens and the mind races unsure why sleep escapes us.  Logic seems to work in our favor.  It appears to be the route we must travel for peace.  It tries to work through our problems and understand the source of our wakefulness.

But it does not help.

Logic cannot comfort in the dark.  It can only dance us away from what is Whole and True within us.

Before you believe everything you think, breathe into where your words meet your mind.

At this crux, if only a sliver of light escapes its way Home, follow it with everything you are.

There, beyond, is the garden full of sparkling blooms waiting for you to gather them up in your empty arms.

All you need is in this garden.

It will bloom until dawn comes.

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