Sometimes in the night, dark questions slither
in and out of
consciousness,
poised to
strike.
I’ve
learned not
to turn toward
them, but toward my
breath instead until their hissing ceases.
JDG
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aholdingplace 
Knowing someone else is trying or has found the antidote is truly good news.
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Still trying after all these years 🙂
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Oh, I have felt that. I called them night terrors. Nothing works better than meditation, or a hug.
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