Time for Rest: Wintering in the Summer

This article I wrote was just published in Edify for the June issue, check it out! I love the story behind the food and these gentlemen were a pleasure to interview.

I’ve been recovering from surgery (nothing major, I’m alright but off my feet for a few weeks) and taking down time to rest. That means a little bit of writing, some paint-by-number and a Game of Thrones binge.

Rest is hard. I get anxious and fussy and annoying with buzzy energy wanting to keep up to my normal pace. I’m trying to look at it as practice but with all the fun things going on outside - markets, festivals, sports - and the pre-summer energy I feel left out. We’re supposed to find the joy in missing out, right? JOMO instead of FOMO. that’s hard when it’s forced and not a choice.

When the rest of the world around me feels busy I feel guilty when I’m not part of it. It’s a good exercise to rest and it's a good exercise to let that happen. When I try to keep up I overdo it and then I’m in pain and exhausted. It’s just temporary but a good reminder to calm down. Why do I think I’m supposed to do all the things all the time? What made me this way?

I grew up in the 90’s girl power age of Spice Girls and unlimited ambition. We’re supposed to be good girls and do it all and be happy to do so. Is that what gives me a sense of failure when I’m not doing it all?

My body will stop me so I have to comply for the next bit. Hunker down and rest, heal, renew for the new season. Keep surviving and get by on the minimum and practice doing that enough so its alright with me.