you deserve rest
I had a moment today- day 10 of quarantine healing- where I heard a little voice from the cobwebby corner of my mind that said, “You don’t deserve to rest.”
Oh ummmm, WHAT?! 😱 Yep, that’s what she said! She pointed out that I don’t have enough money in the bank, that I haven’t worked ‘hard enough’, that I didn’t have much to show for just how tired I was 🙄
Maybe you’re like me, and maybe you need the reminder today too, that NO matter how financially insecure you feel, how ‘unsuccessful’ in worldly views you are, how hard you have worked or can work, YOU deserve rest.
Inherently. By birthright. For being human.
And if you like me have a hard time believing it, the Universe is gonna find a way for you to receive what you need 🤧
Sometimes that means you’re the flaky one 🙋🏻♀️ Sometimes that means you say ‘no’ to that thing you do really want to do but don’t have the energy for. Sometimes it means you forgo a fat salary to gain a life at a pace that evades burnout 🧟♀️ Sometimes it means you refuse to bend into any shape that does not benefit your highest and best self, no matter that the world around you says.
I don’t like that it’s this way (it doesn’t need to be), in fact, I’ve spent so much ENERGY railing against the culture of overwork and Protestant work ethic and unchecked power through wealth, that I’m effing exhausted.
And I’m taking my rest now, thank you very much.
And I hope you do too. I realize that even I (in all my debt and past poor choices in the money dept) am coming from a place of privilege as well, where taking a few weeks off of most of my jobs isn’t a dire situation.
There are other ways y’all. Gift economy is rising. If you are desperately needing rest, just an effing break- please ask me how I can support you, whether through child care, tithe or connection to someone who can.
I love you 🙏🏼