It seems like it should be simple enough. To sleep, rest, and dream. But for Highly Sensitive Kids and Empaths, sleeping is a gateway to an underworld of relentless terror.
When I was a child, night time evoked a level of fear that seemed unnatural. The sun would fade into the horizon and my heart would pound as my anxiety flared. The dots shimmered through an endless blackened cloak and it was my external cue that hell was about to begin, just like it had the night before. Despite my fascination with the stars, it was not enough to save me from the lurking bests who invaded my room.
I was afraid to be awake,
I was afraid to go to sleep,
I never felt safe at night.
I never felt safe to dream.
I never had a healthy relationship with sleep.
I saw things, images I couldn’t explain. Even if I could, I was terrified to tell anyone about it. The variety of invaders ranged from aliens to demons and everything in between. Imagined or real, I couldn’t tell the difference, not that it mattered, because it was ALL real to me.
The spirits, they talked to me, interacted with me, and I’d cry silently pleading to God to take them away…
I’m older now but equally as sensitive as I ever was. The monsters in the
The only thing that’s changed is the reasons I tell myself the fears are there.
Night time for Highly Sensitives and Empaths is not a space of relaxation. It is the time we address all of the wickedness we’ve ever encountered or will ever encounter in the future.
Night time is where we are hunted by the forgotten, it is the blend of the real and unreal. It’s lurking ghosts hiding behind our conscious worries, and shadow people seeking soul release. As HSP’s we often can’t set these fears aside and allow our bodies to rest, mostly because we don’t know how. But, we do acknowledge, in the safety of our private mind, there is a level of truth and reality to these hungry attachments eager to eat us alive.
Which is part of what keeps us awake at night. We know what we feel, see, hear and know is real and yet no one is validating the experience we’re having.
We don’t even need our dreams to meander down the void of our subconscious. As soon as our heads hit the pillow, we loop over our
And the demons, oh how they love when we obsess over our lack of worth, magnifying and amplifying our spectacular mess of
We are vulnerable to that which we know and can not see. Our ears lean into the void threaded between what is heard and what is imprinted in the memory of the air. We are touched by Angels both dark and light, and in the dark, we can not tell the difference.
We are terrorized at night as we sink into the knowns and the unknowns. The ghouls reveal themselves and remind us they’re ‘alive’ . They steal our hope and inject their perpetual ghost song so we may be frozen in this paralyzed stale- mate, forever.
We aren’t any safer in our dreams than we are lying awake in fear. The content can be graphic and disturbing. We dream of zombies, blood, war, loved ones passed begging for
Which makes the entire process of bedtime unapologetically torture-some.
Upon waking, we feel we’ve been at war with ourselves. We’ve spent the entire night battling for some slice of comfort and we wake up feeling more tired than when we started.
It’s no wonder our sensitive children resist at bedtime. Sleep is not a positive experience for us. Night time is the one time of day where the mental, emotional, physical AND spirit body
But, once we confront this, we can take our space back. We must go to great lengths to create containers of safety, We must help our children become more comfortable with the process of sleep. We must vow our protection and commit to their
But we can not ignore that which lurks our nights, we can’t keep telling ourselves, “this isn’t real”. If your reality is a deranged mad woman who invades your bedroom, then you must find the weapon that vanquishes her presence. We must build trust in our bodies ability to sleep We must work together, whether it’s a monster in the closet or a troublesome thought learning our weaknesses helps us build an army of defenses.
Making more time to understand our night will make a huge shift in how we approach the day.
As far as our younglings, they want to know we believe what they experience is real. Once we can remember the pain of the night we can be a part of their support team against the invasion.
Once we learn to meet ourselves AND our kids in our nighttime needs, we can take our sleep back, we can take our dreaming back, we can take our power back, we can take our lives back.
~ The Mommy Healer
For more information on programs for highly sensitive children and sleep- cecntered anxiety, contact me at 609- 707- 0726 or email firstname.lastname@example.org. Let’s work together to take back the night.