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A Sleepless Night of Marcus Aurelius

A parable about wakefulness, duty, and the quiet truths found when the world is asleep. Night opens the sky, and thought shifts into honesty. The stars keep their distance, teaching us ours. The moon moves slowly, as all understanding does. Perspective arrives without hurry, but it arrives. I can’t sleep the next night in a row. My thoughts wander to my children, my husband, my father… and always, still, to my late mum. So many beautiful summers I had with her. She was an adventurous lady — brave in quiet ways — and even from behind the iron curtain she somehow managed to travel abroad and show us a little piece of the world. She taught me something simple: "When you can’t sleep, don’t let your mind spiral into worries. Tell a story instead. Write something. Give your thoughts a place to land." So I do. And tonight, my story drifts toward Marcus Aurelius — another restless soul who once lay awake, turning over the weight of life in the dark. _ A Sleepless Night of Marcus Au...
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A woman standing in a dark room, seen from behind, looking through an open door into a bright garden. The contrast between shadow and sunlight creates a calm, reflective mood, symbolising a return to inner peace and clarity.
A quiet moment at the threshold — leaving fear behind and stepping toward the light that has always been within.

Hello, and thank you for visiting my blog.

Jolly Good Planet began on a day when life felt heavier than I could carry. In the summer of 2022, on the hottest day of the year, I came home from the hospital after starting my second battle with cancer. I was between a major operation and the long months of chemotherapy ahead. My daughter — who had just finished her first degree and was preparing for medical school — stayed by my side, studying anatomy and listening to documentaries from the dissecting room while she cared for me with quiet dedication.

After a week of lying in bed and listening to medical podcasts about mysterious deaths — most of them caused by alcohol or drugs — I realised I needed to change the topic. I needed something of my own — something that would keep my mind steady, my spirit calm, and my thoughts from drifting into fear. I couldn’t read the news; at that time, a well‑known woman from my country, with the same illness and the same stage, was dying publicly. It felt like looking into a mirror of my own future.

So I reached for an old friend from my university years: Marcus Aurelius. His words brought me the clarity and comfort I needed. They reminded me that reality is rarely as bad as we fear and never as perfect as we imagine — and that calm is something we can cultivate even in the middle of uncertainty.

To make this practice part of my daily ritual, I began writing. That writing became this blog. And later, it became my YouTube channel, Stoic Point of View.

I don’t write as a teacher. I write as someone who needed a place to breathe, to think, and to stay grounded while life was demanding more strength than I thought I had. If you’ve found your way here, I hope these reflections offer you even a small moment of steadiness — the same steadiness they gave me.

Keep calm, be happy.

Truly yours, Mila Morris

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