Of late i have started to catch this pattern in my behaviour – i am unable to just drift off to sleep at night or even allow myself to simply not do anything. Honest to God, my work is quite exhausting – thanks to inexhaustible kids i work with through the day! And yet there is this real odd kind of restless as my head hits the pillow. Its doubly hard because on most days, my husband and daughter sleep under three minutes from the time the night lamp is switched on. And i get up and frantically browse through my well-stocked library looking for some book that will soothe away the anxiety and lull me to sleep.
Tonight i watch myself as i search for just the right book to read and see a deep reluctance i seem to have to simply be with my thoughts. In the dead silence of the night – i see myself running away from the questions that pop up, desperately seeking answers. And tonight i tell myself – let's stay with the questions....
Was i unduly harsh on my daughter today?
Am i being sensitive to the people i work with?
Am i pushing off my demons onto other people around me?
Am i doing enough or too much or too little for people i value?
Am i drifting away from people i value?
Why is it such a scary thing for me to think and act more independent?
How much to hold on to and how much to let go?
Did i say NO too many times to the kids i work with?
How come i seem to criticize more than appreciate?
Am i being honest with myself when i say "everything’s just fine"?
Am i being too dramatic?
Can i give up on being emotional and yet feel passionate about things in my life?
Will there be enough water in the world by the time my daughter becomes an adult?
Is my world safe?
Why is fairness in any situation so hard to get?
Will i ever look at myself in the mirror and love what i see?
Will i ever learn to let go of the past?
Is it too late to dream?
And as these questions start to untangle and get organized in this space, I feel an odd sense of peace. Maybe i will never find the answers but i do know now that these questions just don’t keep me awake – they keep me alive.
P.S. Last question for the night - Is blogging a better substitute to reading?
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3 comments:
whoa - how about throwing some kudos in with all the scary questions. I think what you need is a long hard run or bollywood practice at night.
I see blogging as a way of putting thoughts in order. Not a substitute for reading, but a great way to look back and see how your thoughts were arranged - what better memories to share with your kid, than your blog that has captured your thoughts :)
dude, u write well!!
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