My days are filled from beginning to end…early to rise, a hot shower to wake up after not enough sleep, a quick breakfast, an hour at the gym, an hour commute to work, an eight hour day with at least five clients most days, an hour commute home, some forced self-care (journaling, letter-writing, art projects), dinner with my partner, an hour of TV, sleep. The weekdays are a blur.
The weekends, however, have been rejuvenating, invigorating, and restful…long outdoor hikes and bike rides along creeks and in state parks, delicious meals with friends, barefoot walks along the shore, visits to farm markets with family, get-togethers with friends, choral concerts, Sunday worship; truly the things that feel like “sabbath”.
“Sabbath”, “Sabbath day”, “Saturday” for Jews and Muslims (and Sunday for Christians) is a day of rest from work. I sure have needed my rest from work these days. I hope my loyal readers will forgive my long absence this month and accept this gentle reminder to enjoy a sabbath — a sabbatical — from work, if at all possible this coming weekend. Whether a few hours, a whole day, or a whole weekend, our bodies, minds, and spirits need rest. It is in the rest that we regain our “serenity to accept the things we cannot change”. It is in rest that we find the courage to combat the voice of disordered eating, “the courage to change the things we can”. And it is in rest that we find “the wisdom to know the difference” between the two.
May you each make time for sabbath.
Serenity, Courage, and Wisdom,