I can rest when…

I can rest when… the laundry is done.

I can rest when… the floors are mopped.

… the dog is walked.

… the baby goes down.

… the dishes are cleaned, dried, and put away.

… the bed is made.

I can rest when I’m dead.

That narrative will do me no good no longer.

Lately, I’ve been learning to accept the reality that it is not only important, but critical to rest. Rest is absolutely productive.

Instead, I will change the narrative to simply:

I can rest when…

While there may be 1 million things to do, at times it becomes imperative to rest so that we can recharge. When we arise, we will be rejuvenated and capable of accomplishing all that our hearts set out to do, when we are meant to do them, with joy and grace.