|Hornaday River west of Hay Camp, NT|
Since that time there have been other circumstances that have lead to my further experimentation and exploration of this 'ability'. And I only refer to it as an 'ability' because it would seem that this is not something that comes to everyone equally. During my divorce, these short-term 'naps' became critical to my sanity I think.
And only recently has it become apparent to me that some of these and maybe many of them, are not 'naps' at all ~ but fully fledged meditation. Only recently have I been able to become more aware of the concious/unconscious step as opposed to the drifting off to sleep. And it is that ~ that immediacy of disconnecting from reality ~ that is signature to the effectiveness of those cat-naps for me. They occur. They are over. I am refreshed.
Most interesting, from my perspective. Particularly when one is in the process of reading Dying to be me - and has gone further with my view of choices and how they are made. And then I came across this yesterday. Some most appreciated coincidences in connecting the dots.