Tonight, while the whole world celebrates change of the political kind I am cuddled up in bed.  The parties that I had said yes to just days ago will thrive without me.  The chance I have to dance and sing will come around again, I am sure.  Maybe not the same way or for the same reasons.  But in this moment I am listening to my heart, which is telling me to stay home under the covers and sleep.

Its taken me awhile to cycle back to this place, this place where I give myself permission to say no to dancing and music and celebrating and allow myself to luxuriate in quiet.  Its not often that I am in this resting place and so I am telling myself to honor the quiet call to stay here.  Still. 

Shhh….baby girl….rest now. 

The spring will come.

There is nothing that fills me up like live music, like dancing, like friends and laughter.  The fact that I turned this down not once but twice tonight would normally give me pause.  I am not sick and I am not sad.  I am just listening to the quiet and I can’t quite stop. 

It is miraculous.  Almost a miraculous as dancing.

Shhhh…baby girl.  Sleep tight and dream sweet dreams.  

2 Responses to “Rest”

  1. Jena Says:

    I love you for listening. For being. For resting.

  2. Trish Says:

    Cradle that beautiful baby girl within. Soak in that mandated inner solace while nestled under your covers…your inner beauty and sparkle will be reinvigorated for the next celebration to sing, dance and rejoice in…

    My love to you and Max,

    Trish