It is 1:37 a.m. The decaf coffee I ordered after dinner at 6:30 p.m. was obviously not deficient of caffeine. My mind full of misgivings, thoughts that normally would bore me, or could shrug off as ridiculous. I get up, and sit on my meditation pillow to invite the demons and ancestral ghosts to spend some time with me, in awareness. I allow you to be here. Feels Very different from I am fighting you until you leave. How small they become! Like a bowl of dark little cherries. And in relation, I expand, in consciousness.