Sleep is not a dead space, but a doorway to a different kind of consciousness – one that is reflective and restorative, full of tangential thought and unexpected insights. In winter, we are invited into a particular mode of sleep: not a regimented eight hours, but a slow, ambulatory process in which waking thoughts merge with dreams, and space is made in the blackest hours to repair the fragmented narratives of our days.  - Katherine May from Wintering   It's here, the pull for the long winter's nap. Time to slow down, time to review, time to take in and make sense of all that's been.  We crave it.  Rest. We have a feeling we are not alone.  So much is demanded of us day in and day out. And resting isn't baked into our cultural course. In fact, most of us feel uncomfortable, even anxious, when trying to take a break from busyness. We don't know how to do it. We don't know how to be still. We have forgotten how to listen to ourselves, or how to notice our dreams. We are too busy to stop and remember what's past, to savor the moment, or imagine a future. Still, we can try.  It's been a full year. We're getting older and thinking and feeling differently about things. Listen to the Twisting the Plot podcast and learn how we want to give our plots the twist of rest and digest.

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