When I took the little quiz linked above I thought I'd of course be labeled a night person after answering the questions. Especially in light of the crazy night owl pattern I've been in for months now, and that I have grown to be depressed about not effectively changing.....yet.
Funny how the answers to most of life's problems are found in the small, still voice within. Sometimes that voice is an echo from the past -- like an old diary entry, a scribbled note.......or a poem written years ago. I heard an echo when the quiz results knocked at the door to where my inner wisdom-keeper resides. As soon as I remembered that I am an afternoon person I remembered I have always known that about myself. So strongly, in fact, that I wrote the poem below when I was 25 years old.
Yes, Self, I am paying attention.
You Are an Afternoon Person
You can find energy any time of the day.....or night!
You prefer to be out and about when most other people are.
Very early mornings or very late nights aren’t really your thing.
You’re practically solar powered, and the afternoon is when you do best
Noon and Beyond
You let remembering sing
where night only shadows memories
with a fear of loss.
Your three o’clock breath is sweet and free.
Stay and let my thoughts
tumble with your leaves;
give me your light for
there’s so much to see now
I have had coffee conversation mornings
and winsome wine nights
but I raised myself
on afternoon assurance.
Afternoon gave strength
as I struggled in and out
of love with myself,
when I wandered in and out
of love with others.
You spent time with me
as those faces molded to the clouds
and separated into truths.
Afternoon was my guide
when growing summoned unsure futures.
The calendar then seemed cruel
so you let me sleep
and bore those times as I dreamed.
Then you whispered, woke me once,
and I thanked you for
the rest behind and
waltzed with you ahead.
beyond these words.
Take me back, rush me forward
but cradle me with the wind and sun
in your dusty day.
MLM (Lydia) 1976