Sister and I haven’t talked about it, but I am sure we both think #VOWrest is ironically timed. Or perhaps just one week too soon.
I’ve been gearing up for the third of three huge conferences I’ve been organizing for a government agency, and I am BURNT. OUT.
But I can’t slow down until Thursday at noon, when things officially wrap.
All last week all I did was ponder (/dream about) the word rest, and what I would like to do with my time when I get a chance to do just that.
The thing is, I can’t get much past sleep at this point. It’s not because I am that tired, but because I am that exhausted. Originally I was thinking that I may put the upcoming long weekend to good use with some sort of a self-retreat and summer planning session. It’s not that the exercise sounds undesirable, but it does sound daunting.
It just feels like I’m running on empty this spring, and the very same thing I need the retreat to fill me up with is the same sort of energy it takes to plan it.
I may be busy, but I am so damn bored.
Actually, bored is the wrong word.
Wanting in simple beauty.
Complex red wine.
It’s funny: one of the antonyms for stimulate is
our word this week. And I am just so very ready to find rest. To release some things. Be done with them. Get some damn peace.
So here’s to the letting the show go on and wrap up. To letting myself find the space I need in the unplanned days of this upcoming long weekend. To letting the light come in through those cracks. And to letting go.
Steph’s Song of the Week: Hold On by Alabama Shakes
& Don’t miss Lin’s post on #VOWrest (coming soon).