I was afraid of rest for years. It made me feel lazy, worthless + unappreciative. What I’ve since discovered is that rest didn’t make me feel this way. My belief around rest did.
Rest for me now is essential. I carve it out each day even if that means just a few quiet moments sitting alone in the sun.
And whenever I hear that old voice arise, the one that says I don’t deserve rest, I just acknowledge it for what it is; an old script that isn’t mine.
how do you feel about rest? 🤍
