Rest is the sweet sauce of labor.
We live in a culture that has a dysfunctional view of time; we are programmed to achieve, perform and work towards goals with the assumption that relief (or reward) is earned through hard labor.
But at what price?
Today, around the world, too many people are re-enacting The Longest Day every day. Casualties lay strewn on the “beaches” of our lives. Marriages. Families. Wives, Husbands. Children.
Visiting friends and family from afar have often commented on how “it must be nice to live in paradise,” and how they “wish” they could be on vacation 365 days a year.
My response: “I may live in paradise, but by no means am I on vacation all year long.” I am quick to correct that misconception. Just like any other hard working person in the world, I labor to sustain the necessities of life, battling the “beaches” of work.
So how does one find respite from the occasional stings of life’s stray jellyfish?
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