Confessions of a Free Range Prolapsed Catholic

Thing is, I need sleep! There is something about surrender and trust that invites me to sleep. My days are not frantically filled with things like routine. My life is boring, calming, challenging, sad, humbling, affirming and life giving.

I invite sleep at the end of the day, or the gift of the afternoon nap, or the sleep in. Not because I’m a sloth but because I need the gift of the invitation into peaceful slumber.

My life is reality. That does not disregard imagination or fantasy. Can’t have either without sleep!