So many dimensions of how a restless mind prevents us from feeling at home on the edge: preventing us from going back to sleep when our rest has been interrupted; from noticing what is all around us because we paper it over with well-worn concepts; from the potential of life on the planet being corralled and curtailed in the momentums of history. Imagine how rock climbers sleep half-way up a sheer cliff as the winds howl. Like babies about to be born and continue to climb in a new day.
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