Leonard Cohen wrote a song called “Coming Back to You.” It reminds me to sink into the heart instead of gathering all the voices in my head to argue for and against what I should “do.” You see, doing is the great trap, whereas being is the great solution to anything and everything.

I am writing this in pre-dawn silence; the dishwasher is running and I woke up abruptly around 3:30. Lying in bed, I begin to worry about a small decision I seemingly had to make. Caught up in thought, I pulled the sheets and blanket around me and twisted my brain. It didn’t work. It never does. Heart decisions are not made; they simply are what they are. The mind has no way out of a problem except thought.

After half an hour of wrangling the bed clothes, I remembered that I am an introvert and that introverts always prefer staying home to going out. And heart is where the home is. I had my answer to the knotty problem, now to unknot the sheets.

I am at peace with carrying on the blog, seeing it as a cove of comfort for a few of you. You have time to read and respond (if you like) and I have time to do likewise. This is not a fast tempo where you click Like and use emoticons. The blog forbids those and favors the actual typing of words.

My words are fresh and immediate; that is what I offer. But they are not superficial; they are meant to rouse you from sleep, me being the first to benefit from that.

Vicki Woodyard