I recently ran across this post written in July 2018. I thought I would like to share it again. I hope you don’t mind.
It’s 4:00 in the morning!
4 AM. The clock ticks inexorably towards 5 o’clock but it’s still a long way away. It is dark. It is quiet. But it is not silent. I can hear a clock ticking in the other room . . . tick tick tick. A relentless metronome. Tick tick tick. Isn’t there supposed to be a tock in there somewhere? It’s funny how we interpret what we hear.
I just heard a car, I think, it was a quiet, dull roar. Fortunately no car alarms! I can hear my refrigerator faintly humming. Not a tune I know. Silly me. I get a little punchy in the wee, wee hours of the day. Or is it still night? Technically it’s the morning but that doesn’t seem right until after dawn. But it is a quiet time.
I can hear my heart beating. Odd. It is something that has been doing the same job for more years than I wish to admit to and yet it is alien to me. My liver, my spleen. These are all important aspects of what makes me tick but I have no relationship with them. They are the mechanisms within the shell of my body. And I am no mechanic!
I am tired. But I am not sleepy. My body wants to rest but my mind insists it has something important to say. I wonder what that is. I wonder what is the meaning of life. Meaning. Mean. Such different meanings. Can you be mean to your meanings? How do we understand? Why do we not understand? We are not so different from each other and yet we insist that we are. Why? Why do we hate what we do not understand? When? When did we come to believe that it was okay to hate? Is that the meaning of life?
Understanding. Perhaps when we understand each other we will realize that only when we are acting as one, can we become one. One species, one race, one people. Too few people have tried. We are raised to be individuals and we cannot comprehend how we can be a part of something bigger when we come together as a whole. We do not give up our individuality by joining a group we simply enhance the group.
I feel I’m in ranting but I also feel that it is important. I am important. You are important. But even better than all of that: WE ARE IMPORTANT! WE MATTER.
I hate not being able to sleep more and more I am awake in the wee small hours and my brain runs riot ! 💜
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Maybe our minds could meet up and do a little damage. I’m not using it at that hour.
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Now that sounds very interesting 😊
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I love this. My daughter, the potter, has always had a problem sleeping through the night and often makes her best pottery at four o’clock in the morning. She recently had a show in a local art gallery which she called Four in the Morning!
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It seems to be a popular time!
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Nice!
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Thanks!
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You are welcome.
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This is a great post Pam. I’m glad you repeated it. I used to sleep straight through the night. Then the “nature calls’ started. About one year ago the “4 o’clock wake up call started” , with my brain on the fast track. Questions, questions, questions, but I never come up with any answers.
All of us definitely matter!
I saw my first Robin earlier, so between that and your post my day has started very nicely, thank you.
Ginger
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I’m happy to help!. A lot of people seem to have a 4 o’clock issue maybe we could all meet up in the ether?
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That’s the time we can listen and not disturb the ego Pam. That was how I used to chat a lot to Spirit, then come up out of that space to write it down. Do you know how bad writing is at that hour? 🤣❤️🙏🏽
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These are the things we think about in the quiet (not so quiet) wee hours. I’m glad you repeated this. Some messages, like the conclusions you reached here, deserve to be repeated.
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Thank you Dan.
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Sage words, Quiall.
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Thank you kind sir.
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Humanity must have a sort of ‘not such a secret group’ who wake up in the early hours and WONDER…We are all important, except the despots, their cohorts, and those with evil in their hearts. I have great affection for the remainder…
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I like your distinctions. It’s too bad we couldn’t all meet up at 4 o’clock in our minds. What wonders we could behold.
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Four a.m. seems to be a popular time. Though I’ve been known to awaken at 2 or 3 (but usually those times allow me to fall right back asleep. Usually.) The four a.m. one, though, that one does seem to find it the best to rev up the engines that are our brains and send thoughts whirring to and fro.
Wonderful post and definitely worth the repeat.
You are absolutely right, of course. We all matter.
Wouldn’t it be great if our minds could meet up?
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Ha ha ha! I just said that in another comment! Wouldn’t it be incredibly if our minds could touch…
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It would make those internal sessions way more interesting with other imput!
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I’m listening to you two, and the thinking in there…haha 🤣❤️🙏🏽
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deep thoughts and observations in the early morning hours. when I do some of my best thinking you are right, we do all matter
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If only we would all act like it.
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Rather like “Beam me up Scottie…” from Star Trek. Wouldn’t that be fun!?
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I would like to play!
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Yes, we do matter. Good one, Pam.
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Thanks John.
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😊
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When most people are in in a deep sleep, you are in deep thought.
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Hahaha! That could be deep do-do if I’m not careful.
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Hahaha!
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Indeed we are all important dear lady, we mirror and show each other exactly how far we have come and where we are, so that we can become that one…closer and closer 😀❤️🙏🏽
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And we can go so much further when we are an ‘us’.
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Indeed we do dear lady. The ‘us’ always brings to mind those hospital ships that go to the poorer countries and bring hope to so many that would never reach any care like it in their lifetimes. To see such joy in their faces afterwards is so worth the ‘us’ we share in us all. Great post 😀❤️🙏🏽
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Hi Mark, There’s always someone in need of a shoulder…I believe in goodness, kindness, contentment, appreciation, empathy, love and hope. I don’t comment on organized religion as there are literally dozens of different religions and Gods, so am bound to upset someone, somewhere! Love is where the heart is. xx
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That last line says it all! Thank you.
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It is indeed Joy, our intent is always that which shows who we are. And we all do indeed have our own paths to find it. I didn’t have a religious bone in my body and thought the ‘knowing’ that came to me was in everyone. But much later I realized my path was opening to ‘listen’ (don’t tell my mom I did that), to the love I was being shown. I always had this intense loving feeling that came with any ‘knowings’ that came through…but on the night God spoke to me while I was dying on the floor…(there are no words)…my path was set. I had denied it in so many ways, until you can’t. But as long as that love is always there with what I do, I follow my path. Thank you for the share kind lady, may that love ever be in your heart 😀❤️🙏🏽
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Thank you, Mark. Your words of comfort and hope must be appreciated by many people. Best wishes.
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Since I missed your first edition, I’m glad you did a rerun. I can relate to lying awake in the night and all the thoughts that run through your mind. 🙂 Wishing you a good night’s sleep.
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I do actually usually sleep quite well. It’s just tough getting there.
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