Like most people, I only take an extended rest when forced.
If I ingest gluten, it takes me down for a few hours. It took me weeks, in some cases months, to rest and recover from pneumonia in graduate school, a whiplash injury a few years later, two visits to see the Brazilian healer John of God at Omega Institute, and my initial celiac symptoms. Forced down-time contrasts with my innate high energy and enthusiasm, allowing me to explore what feels comfortable and what feels like enough.
Eventually resting causes me to feel restless, to crave any activity besides more rest.
I tend to forget this represents the turning point where the down-time has worked its magic. Self-compassion, with whom I have a fickle relationship, rebounds around the same time I feel energetic enough to return to my regular life.
Forced rest for me often means more time spent asleep than awake.
Other times I seek activities requiring minimal physical effort. During my recent rest while integrating the Embodied Energy healing and practitioner training I received in Portland, I impulsively purchased a coloring book and pencils. Coloring today’s blog image reminded me of how I loved paint-by-number kits as a child, an activity I hadn’t thought of in years. I also found coloring meditative, an unexpected side benefit.
I find it helpful to consider forced rest in the context of the Akashic Records.
Since the records represent the soul point of view, a few months here or there within the framework of many lifetimes becomes more tolerable. While each day, week, and month matters, changing focus helps me take it as it comes. Conversely this also brings me to my breath so I can connect to the finer details of life.