The Hours of Night

It’s late evening and I’m waiting for the stillness of the night to sweep over my home.  There is a voice calling me to the quiet hours and the side of me long neglected.  I had almost forgotten who she was this person inside me.  Listening to everyone else and facing down the issues of everyday life leaves one little time for listening for the things that come  quietly.  Often those things come in a passing moment, or  in reflection on a day gone by, sometimes in dreams or in a quiet night sitting in the soft light of candles.  Those times are spent speaking the words deepest in my soul, hidden from the day but whispered into the night.  Tonight is such a night, the candles set, the space cleared but the spirit and soul pouring over with all that needs to be spoken.  The hours of night are my own time, mystical and free, my time to be heard and to be answered, dark yet filled with light, quiet yet filled with words. 

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5 thoughts on “The Hours of Night

  1. u touch me deeply with this article, u can face every thing but not the night, not the night ..

    Thank you for the lovely comments. They somehow ended up in spam. I rarely check it but found several nice comments hidden there.

  2. Hiya,

    I found your blog while searching a picture of a bluebird on Google, ironically enough. I just wanted to say thank you! for posting that blog, and I hope you have a beautiful day, month, year, and so on. 🙂

    Blessings,
    Anthony

  3. “The hours of night are my own time, mystical and free, my time to be heard and to be answered, dark yet filled with light, quiet yet filled with words.”

    Wonderfully described bliss!!!

    Sounds serene, I often choose the same time and space to unwind.

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