Who hasn't heard that we process an enormous amount of information every day. This infographic is just one example of the extreme amounts.
http://www.adweek.com /socialtimes/social- media-overload/488800 |
Besides the waterfall of info coming at us every minutes we are using our devices, some of us also watch television (which in my opinion, is even worse with the amount of information they cram on one screen).
Yes, but how about SLEEP? What are your beliefs about sleep? What do you base your beliefs on?
I listened to Episode 259 of The Extreme Health podcast today. Shawn Stevenson was interviewed. Shawn has made it his business to become an expert on sleep because he believes it has implications for a healthier body, better overall health and bigger successes in our lives.
Besides a goodly number of helpful tips about sleep hygiene, I came away remembering that I am a citizen of the Earth and am intimately connected to the patterns and cycles of the seasons, the day and nights, and the years. Perhaps my demands that every day of the year be treated equally is missing the point that winter and summer are different seasons, and may ask us to do different things. Things that are even more different than simply wearing different clothes and scraping the snow and ice off of our cars.
Maybe there is a quieting in the winter that we could emulate in our schedules and our activities. Maybe there is an openness in summer we could emulate by being outside more and staying up a little longer since we have more light.
Let me leave you with a poem today by Thomas Campion.
Now Winter Nights Enlarge
Now Winter Nights Enlarge
This number of their hours:
And clouds their storms discharge
Upon the airy towers.
Let now the chimneys blaze
And cups o'erflow with wine,
Let well-turned words amaze
With harmony divine .......
This time doth well dispense
With lovers' long discourse;
Much speech hath some defense,
Though beauty no remorse.
All do not all things well:
Some measures comely tread,
Some knotted riddles tell,
Some poems smoothly read.
The summer hath his joys,
And winter his delights;
Though love and all his pleasures are but toys
They shorten tedious nights.
1 comment:
I just woke up from my Sunday nap. What a great time to read your post! I agree, of course. :-)
I wrote about just such a thing a month ago today:
http://www.suzyandspice.com/2015/02/01/on-sunday-naps-and-baby-steps
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