She said to me,
“I laid down for a rest and as I lay there, I could hear children screaming, cars passing and the honking of their horns, the loud rustling of paper being crumpled over and over, and an unrecognizable tune lingering in the background.
Suddenly, it all stopped.
There wasn’t a television playing.
The radio was dead silent and the computer’s fan gave only a slight hum.
That’s when I realized that the noise I was hearing….
..was coming from my head.”
(Original Post: Zooming Ahead)As I sat there at Ce Soir Arts listening to Russell Eponym spout literature to us while keeping us toe-tapping happy with Irish songs, something caught my eye. I love pumpkins, for not only are they trademarks for my favorite time of year, it’s considered tradition to display and sample them over two seasons.
It’s what I’ve always called it — that state between awake and falling asleep. But, there’s an actual scientific name for it.
Hypnagogia or in my case last night, Hypnopompic (between sleeping and awake).
This image, Cocooned, is what I saw.
Wrapped in the branches of a tree, I rest like a sleeping baby unaware and uncaring of any negative energy that may be surrounding me.
Being asked and since it goes along with the lines of celebrating my own imperfections, I decided to take the “Bare Face Challenge.” No makeup. No photo editing. Simply light and me. Sometimes…less is more.