When I get stressed or anxious, my body freezes up.

Rest is a spiritual practice. We use it to come back into ourselves, to refocus, to recharge, to ground. This time in stillness is just as sacred as the life-force energy feeding our passions. Without it, we aren’t in our wholeness, our power to create the life we dream of, to fulfill our purpose.

I have not slept with anyone for the better part of a year at this point. I wrote off casual sex after getting off of medication and reconnecting with myself and my emotions 2+ years ago, and stopped sleeping with potential romantic partners too soon after dating a particularly heinous one last year.

ROUTINE. It often provides the context to our lives, the underlying current carrying us through our days, the calming dependability needed to maintain sanity in a world of chaos. Because it is usually a constant for us, be it stronger in some weeks and weaker in others, we can lose sight of the deeper purpose it provides us in our lives, the emotional and physical implications it supports us with.