I remember those days when I was younger and had the boundless energy that I now see in my children. I could get up early and stay up late—maybe not even sleep at all. There are times I look at my children and envy them. It amazes me how they have the ability to get up and go, go, go. Though, even they have limits. Like me, if there are too many days without adequate rest, they are irritable. A little whiny. Less of their great little selves than they would be if they had gotten just another hour of sleep.
But our society praises this kind of constant motion, doesn’t it? We want 24-hour restaurants and grocery stores. We want to be able to reach a real human being any time we have a problem with our cable or satellite, no matter what time of the day or night it is. We get antsy when people don’t immediately respond to our texts or our emails. And I drink coffee, not just because I love the way it tastes, but because it gives me that extra kick that makes me feel like I can do just a little bit more that day. Yet, do I really want to feel like that? Like I can’t function as a human being without some kind of extra thing?
I want my energy to come from the joy I get from doing the things I love, not just from my coffee. And the truth is, I feel more joyful and more loving and more like me, when I allow myself the space and time to rest. I feel more like me, when I allow myself to lay on the sofa for no other reason that I am tired. To put down my phone because my mind needs some quiet. To go to bed early so that I can wake up the next morning and greet my kids and husband with a smile.
I want to give myself this gift of rest. To trust that everything that needs to get done will get done. To shorten my to-do list. To honor the truth that I am my very best self when I give myself permission to recharge and renew.
Give yourself permission to rest this week. Just erase one thing from your to-do list. How does it feel?