It’s a jaw breaking flying donkey kicking word
I received a lovely email from a reader after yesterdays poem and meditation. She shared about her years between 4 and 8 when she frequently entered the zone on the edge of sleep. She used words life ‘vigil’ and ‘totem’ and ‘holy’ to describe her experience. She also shared a wonderful quote from Peter Pan ‘That place between waking and sleeping that’s where you’ll find me.’ Thank you so much! You know who you are! I liked her words much better than ‘hypnagogia;’ sounds like a disease! I wrote this poem in response.