There is no issue anyplace with the night or with the day. Presence is as upbeat in the day as in the night. Indeed the entire night, presence gets ready for the day... rests in.
the womb of obscurity... prepares once more.
The entire day vibrates with a thousand and one things, gets energized, moves to the peak, at that point gets worn out, depleted, spent, and moves into the night once more.
Rest is a piece of the vitality wonder. In any case, you are not taking it as rest – you call it negative.
The very word negative gives it a judgment. Not that negative isn't right, but rather the relationship in the brain isn't right.
There are minutes when you give, and there are minutes when you would prefer not to give.
Something else, where will you get the vitality to give?
There are snapshots of the entire walled in the area when every one of your windows is shut and you rest.
All blinds were drawn, all windows shut... you essentially rest into yourself. Indeed, even love won't be an appreciated visitor at that time. One basically needs to act naturally... it is a kind of death. One wouldn't like to move out.
One ends up like a seed – shut.
Gone are the days when the blooms blossomed and the scent was traveling to the breezes.
Gone are those minutes. Presently everything has gone to the seed, resting.
It will be prepared once more... again the grow will come and blooms will be there.
Be that as it may, at the present time it isn't the occasion.