Specifically, I loved the way that Hobbs delineates different forms of rest, many of which I hadn’t considered.
How many of these experiences have a place within your conceptualization of rest?
Which of them do you make time for regularly? Which do you need most?
I’ve been thinking a lot about rest in the last six months. Hobbs’ post made me realize that I have a somewhat rigid idea of what constitutes rest in the first place.
Widening my understanding of what rest is and can be will help me to prioritize and create more restful space in my life.
Here’s what I did this week that was restful:
Hobbs’ post helps me to understand that things I didn’t identify as being restful actually were, and are. Now I’m thinking about the types of rest that I might allow into my life in the seven days ahead.
What kind of rest can you make space for this week? I hope that something, and ideally a few things, will be possible.
Happy Sunday, friends. Here are some recipes and reads.
I really like Daniella’s summery spin on wheat berry salad. Long live roasted red peppers!
I’ve never tried making a homemade a vegan smash burger, but this black bean version is definitely calling to me.
Eva’s pizza primavera is going to be my go-to pizza of the summer.
For my next restful baking project, I’m going to try out Tessa’s s’mores cookies.
1. One of the types of rest that I could use a little more of, I think, is playful rest. Here’s a little more about the value of play for adults.
2. By now, it’s widely understood that maternal food behaviors and attitudes can create a lifelong impact in their kids’ lives. But fathers’ eating habits, language, and beliefs about food also play a significant—and significantly under-researched—role in the development of eating disorders. Virginia Sole Smith explores.
3. A well-researched and personally informed look at the healing potential, mysteries, and some of the controversies surrounding EMDR as a modality for healing trauma.
4. Adam Reiner reflects poignantly on the hotel that served as a home during his uncle’s final days, and the hotel staff that became family.
5. I love Joy Alicia Raines’ sweet written and illustrated reflection on grief. Thinking of those who are remembering or missing their dads today.
On that note, I’m off to capture a moment of social rest: giving my mom a Sunday hug. Wishing you a lovely afternoon and evening.
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