I resist “rest” in the conventional sense. And I especially resist the absurdity that true rest involves screen time of any sort. But rest in the sense of getting quiet and still—rest in the sense taking refuge in the Yin part of our essence, elementals, self, and soul—this, so much this.
For me, for decades, this shows up as: the 5 Tibetan rites on waking, a couple of hours of yoga daily, seated meditation nightly. Most of what I know and un-know and create emerges from there. Life would feel desperate without it.
I resist “rest” in the conventional sense. And I especially resist the absurdity that true rest involves screen time of any sort. But rest in the sense of getting quiet and still—rest in the sense taking refuge in the Yin part of our essence, elementals, self, and soul—this, so much this.
For me, for decades, this shows up as: the 5 Tibetan rites on waking, a couple of hours of yoga daily, seated meditation nightly. Most of what I know and un-know and create emerges from there. Life would feel desperate without it.
Your first few lines I feel so deeply in the invitational, chosen, and necessary lineage of intimate companionship. Thank you, David.