The sky grew darker, painted blue on blue, one stroke at a time, into deeper and deeper shades of night.Haruki Murakami
I had a restless night last night, and found myself drinking ginger tea at 3am, waiting to either be sleepy enough to go back to bed, or alert enough to start my meditation earlier than usual.
After my tea I sat outside on the front steps and looked up at the night sky. It was all low-hanging cloud and refracted light. I had a sudden urge to reach my arms up and push the clouds away so I could see the stars. Memory of big wide skies made me hungry to travel into the vast Australian outback, and to lie in my swag beside the embers of a fire, with the big star-filled sky above me. Or to be on the ocean, sea all around, stars up above…
The night slowly spiralled into day, and I found myself still on the steps, my heart filled with this strange yearning for space, and with a jostle of travel memories to keep me company.
I might plan a trip today. Something to look forward to for next year. Nowhere fancy – just somewhere I can shrug off the city and get a lungful of clean air, big skies, and deep star-filled nights.
How about you? What is your heart longing for right now?
Love, midnight skies, and the best kind of nostalgic melancholy, Nicole xx