Friday, February 6, 2009
In Praise of My Bed
A sailors bed is a hammock so they say, (and I am a sailor of sorts) - but any sort of bed will do me when I am tired out - all I need is peace and quiet, stillness and darkness.
Now that I am back at work and the summer holidays are over I am finding that I really need my sleep to be able to function properly. I had an occasion last year where for medical reasons (long story don't ask) I didn't sleep for a few days in a row - what happens in this sort of situation? - well you start down the slippery road to going a little crazy - so I learnt a very hard but valuable lesson about the need for adequate sleep -- but I digress --- Now that I am back at work I need to get as much sleep as I can and look after myself. I am no use to anybody if I can't function properly.
Looking after oneself and being able to function properly reminds me of what you are told when you go on an aeroplane i.e. - "If the oxygen masks fall down, put yours on first, then put the mask on your child etc - if you don't put yours on first, very soon you will not be alive and you won't be able to help anyone else" - adequate sleep is just like that, its an oxygen mask of sorts - if you don't get enough sleep very soon you will be of no use to anyone because you will be irritable, exhausted, inefficient and unhappy. It can even affect your driving in a dangerous manner - the last thing you want to do is to bowl a cyclist or drive into a tree!
----- sobering stuff and quite correct.
.........So here is a poem about someones bed.
IN PRAISE OF MY BED -- Meredith Holmes
At last I can be with you!
The grinding hours
since I left your side!
The labour of being fully human.
working my opposable thumb,
talking, and walking upright.
Now I have unclasped
unzipped, stepped out of.
Husked, soft, a be - er only,
I do nothing, but point
my bare feet into your
feel your quiet strength
the whole length of my body.
I close my eyes, hear myself
moan, so grateful to be held this way.
Hmmmm ...... praise indeed don't you think?