Taken to the Edge of Sanity by Snoring

Insomnia is something I have to cope with every now and again, it generally last for a solid week and by the end of it my other half hides all of the sharp knives and does what ever he can to stay on my good side. I am now a couple of days into my week of non sleep, so now is not the time to keep me awake by snoring so hard it sounds like your in a tractor and ploughing a rather troublesome field.

The thing is, he sleeps to an Olympic standard, the loudest noise doesn’t wake him, neither does a gentle push, a nudge, a kick, a thump…or a pillow over the face! I have resorted to a combined kick, nudge and push manoeuvre which manages him to get him onto his side, it goes no where close to waking him, however it leaves me feeling like I could scream as once again I have almost been off to sleep and dragged back into the waking world by a sound akin to someone gargling with gravel.

There is something about the small hours of the morning though, when the world outside is finally silent and the only movement that you notice is that of the wild animals that have come out to forage for food. It is a peaceful time, a time when you can think without interruption from extraneous noise like your inconsiderate neighbours, badly trained dogs that bark the moment a leaf moves, and obnoxious kids that take control of the outside space as if they own it all. For all that I would much rather be sleeping, it is good to open the door wide, warm drink in hand and gaze up at the stars for a while, before another effort at this sleep thing.

Abandoned by Sleep…

For reasons known only to Morpheus himself last night sleep never came to call. I waited and I waited by still it never came.

There I was laying in bed, in the dark, the house as silent as a crypt when it occurred to me that I wasn’t alone. From across the other side of the room were the unmistakable noises made by a cat padding its way across the top of the chest of drawers, bumping into the modem, jewellery box and other things that were on there. I had heard it earlier and just dismissed it as one of those noises that the house makes while it is settling down of an evening. So switching on all of my senses I began to pay notice to what was happening in the room.

If you have never experienced contact with spirit what I am about to describe will probably sound ridiculous, far fetched, perhaps like something out of the movies, but I assure you its very real.

Spirit is in essence energy, part of the energy web that links all living things everywhere together. As I asked aloud for a tangible sign that I was not alone I began to observe the green ethereal mist that I have learned to associate with spirit energy, its not always green by the way but it was last night. I acknowledged the energy and ask for clarification as to who was in visitation with me, and there within the swirling mist appeared two incredibly bright green lights, the only association that I could make was with cats eyes, and as soon as the link was made, the sound of items on the chest of drawers being disturbed reoccurred, reinforcing the image of the cat.

It must be almost two years now since we lost the cats, one to a fight with a fox – he was a real ruffian that one, but he had the softest fur, and one, well she was his mother and she just wasn’t the same after he’d gone. At first I wasn’t sure which one had returned, but once I felt the weight of a small furry body climb onto my chest,  and felt the padding of the paws as she got comfortable I knew it was her, then just as I was about to say her name, the softest and most recognisable purr was heard.

I many not have slept, but I was certainly not lonely.

An Official Insomniac?

I think that I am now quite correct in saying I have insomnia and its driving me mad.

I decide its time for bed as I am dead on my feet, then as soon as I lie down I am suddenly wide awake and laying there telling myself I should be asleep. If I do happen do doze of its not for very long and then I end up clock watching until its a reasonable time in the morning to get up.

I have tried all of the usual things to get some sleep from warm drinks to ‘strong’ drinks, lavender scented baths, reading a book etc etc.. I have even resorted to some less that traditional methods to exhaust me before bed (snigger). I still lie there awake.  I have always been a light sleeper, my partner has always said that if a mouse walked past the house through the night and broke wind, I’d wake up!

So this has got me thinking. Do I have anything in the shop that I haven’t tried for myself yet?

I have tried hypnotherapy cd’s in the past and they have worked, after a fashion, but I have not tried this one yet. So I’m putting this on my shopping list.

I like ambient, relaxing music too, so I’m also going to add this one to the list. Llewellyn really does produce some beauitiful music so I know this is going to be relaxing.

As far as using some herbs – which I tend not to for myself, no idea why, I tend to prefer crystals. I think I am best off with Valerian and Lavender, I just need to come up with a suitable mix, which I will probably use for a pillow sachet.

Wish me luck!