Singing Myself to Sleep.

Recently I heard a story about a reporter who covered executions.  She did not remember each individual execution, she assumed it was a natural self defense mechanism.

She did, however, remember the first one and one other.

The only one she remembered was a women who sang until she could sing no more.

Late at night, when I wake with a jolt thinking about my clients who seem alone or confused I need to sing.  Right now I chant “om” or the peace mantra “om bhu om bhu va ha…”