Time to rest

Too often people fail to take time to rest and recharge, I'm guilty of that too...

However, earlier this week we set aside time to rest and regroup our thoughts. (Working over 50 straight weeks can test even the hardiest of soul's patience and sanity). There's something special about sitting on a porch at a cabin in the mountains looking down upon the ducks in the river and the hawks in the sky. Listening to the rythmic sounds of the water from the river coursing its way over the road and around the rocks, lulls you into a sense of calmness. Two days and three nights of no schedules, no demands, just you, your partner and time. Time to watch a hummingbird feed the young in her nest, to hear the sounds of dogs barking at the who knows what in the houses on the other side of the river.

At night you experience the sounds of the evening without traffic noise, airplanes or sirens-just you and the wind through the trees, lulling you into a tiredness that is natural, not born from exhaustion and fatigue. Taking a walk along the riverside without anything else on your mind opens you up to seeing seashells in the rocks by the river. That alone is not exceptional, until you realize the river is 5,000 feet up in the mountains of northern Arizona, thousands of miles from any current seas where such things are usually found.

When you come back into civilization, the trick is how to keep the feelings fresh and new, without getting sucked back into the routine of life too fast or too strong. Yes, there are things to do and take care of, but you try to do them maybe a little bit slower, maybe a little more serenely. Perhaps it will work, perhaps not; but the committment is made to never again wait so long to recharge the batteries and take time to rest.