According to the brilliant Brené Brown, resentment is part of the envy family. She writes, “I’m not mad because you’re resting. I’m mad because I’m so bone tired and I want to rest. But, unlike you, I’m going to pretend that I don’t need to.”
Wow. Do you recognize yourself in those words? I absolutely do. It’s really important for me not to be perceived as lazy. So I have a hard time allowing myself to rest. Especially in a messy house or when there is still work to be done.
For example, when I see my wonderful partner, Nico, lying on the couch reading the newspaper after dinner instead of clearing the table, doing the dishes, and getting the twins into the bathtub, I feel resentful. Which is crazy because the truth is that I’m actually so desperate to lie down too.
How could I soften instead? Here’s a guided Savasana from Mama that I hope will encourage you to take some time to lie down and do nothing this weekend. Even if your sink is full of dirty dishes.
Until next Sunday,
Lizzie
Yes, so true but why is it that men seem to have a much easier time at taking that moment for themselves without any feelings of laziness or guilt? I feel guilty when I rest and resentful when my also very wonderful husband relaxes. 🤷🏻♀️ugh, the never ending conundrum of coming into ease with self.
I am still, at 71, learning how to rest. Why is it so hard?