Steve Reeves entered our world on January 21, 1926 and left it on May 1, 2000. During his 74 years on our planet he lived a remarkable life and inspired many people, including myself, to live a fuller, healthier life and to actualize our potential as human beings.
The longing to return isn’t something conscious at times but shows up as a restlessness, sadness or even a depression. “Something is wrong with you,” you fear, and you set off to fix it, leaving behind a trail of shiny bright objects that haven’t quite helped but that doesn’t deter you. Always forward motion, with hope in your heart. Some days it is almost invisible and you get to relax and forget about it, life continues.
Like most people, I lived a very typical life. Rushing from here to there, checking items off my list, never feeling like I accomplished anything, a life full of stress and anxiety. Awaiting a nervous breakdown while surrounded by the mounds of dirty laundry that appeared to multiply faster than bunny rabbits.
Sleep is a vital part of life. Without it we suffer and when we get good sleep we feel great. My most far reaching memories of sleep are fond. I remember my mother tucking me in before I went to sleep. I remember sleep being renewing and serene.
Canadian award-winning poet and mystic, April Bulmer, speaks in the tongues of many women based on her visions of past lives. Even her favourite tree is a familiar old soul and “bows his stiff knees/to weather.”
Many poets, authors, and psychologists have written about sleep. What purpose it serves and how it can serve us, is something we often ponder ourselves. I was raised to believe that sleep was something that was necessary but not something to enjoy. Those very hours spent sleeping somehow robbed us of time that we could be using doing something more necessary in life. We slept, but it was viewed as a waste of “productive” time.
I’m wired for weird! It’s true. I like dipping popcorn into mustard and prefer my tuna salad sandwiches made with balsamic vinegar as opposed to mayonnaise. I’d rather be alone than sit through a Johnny Depp film festival (no offense Mr. Depp). I think in rhyme all the time and brew my coffee only to chill it and drink it cold every morning. I talk to trees and see ghosts. Yes sir, I am wired for weird.
Sleep is needed for our body, not for our consciousness. We need to always ask ourselves “am I awake or asleep?” This simple question needs moment-to-moment clarification, and if we keep responding to this question with a positive note, then we are awakening to the reality of life. When we are asleep we cannot discriminate between right and wrong; so, too, when our consciousness is not awakened, when we are living in an unconscious state, we cannot determine right from wrong.