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!