I used to dread that moment when I laid in bed waiting for sleep. The night time has always been difficult for me.
As a little girl, I was afraid of the dark, the corners of my room housed monsters of my imagination.
As a teenager, that time held a significant loneliness.
As a college student, it was a time of weeping for what was lost and what will never be.
As a young woman, it has been where I examine my day, raking over every minute.
Now, it is becoming a time of letting go...untying the knots and letting the lanterns float away. They’re so pretty on their way...towards the heavens. Wishes, prayers, hopes, anxieties, fears, dreams, love, all of the emotions and memories from the day. They can only become truly beautiful when released from the knot that tied them to me.
Peace is found in that moment.