What Happens on Saturday Night

Saturday night at 6 pm begins something I call Celebration Sunday, a 24-hour period of un"doing."

Un"doing" and just being.

I rest. I eat whatever I want (except that dang gluten). Sometimes I get in my jammies until Monday morning.

But it's mostly about letting go of all the "shoulds" that can feel like they eat me alive day in and day out.

In this world of go, go, go, I take one day a week to

SAY NO MOVE SLOW LAY LOW

In all truth, I become like my cute pup. I mean, look at her!

When I first started practicing this "Sabbath," I asked myself, "what will happen if I do this?"

Now i ask myself, "what will happen if I don't?"

So glad it's here.

Jammies, here I come!