What if your rest is the revolution?

This isn’t about burnout. It’s about remembering who you are.

What if the part of you that feels tired isn’t broken…
…it’s wise?

I’ve been thinking a lot lately about how deeply we’ve been trained to be “on.” Not just busy. Available. Responsive. Productive. Polite.
Always…something.

But here’s the truth I can’t unsee: we weren’t made for this constant on-ness.

Somewhere along the line, rest became something we had to earn.
But when I look back, generations ago, or even just a few decades, rest wasn’t a luxury. It was baked into life. It had shape and texture. It had space.

Think about it.

Afternoons used to include pauses.
There was no guilt in stepping away from the grind.
Women weren’t “lazy” for laying down midday—they were human.

And yet here we are now, in a culture where sitting still feels...off.
Where silence feels suspicious.
Where even rest has to be optimized.

But I’ll tell you something I’ve come to believe:

The woman I’m becoming won’t emerge from more effort.
She’ll rise from stillness.

Not because I’ve stopped caring.
Not because I’m disengaged.
But because I’m reclaiming the rhythm I actually need now.

At 50, I’m no longer chasing kids or managing a house full of chaos.
I’m managing something else: my energy, my creativity, my freedom.

And I’m restructuring everything around that truth, including how I work.

It’s not all figured out. But I’m building a framework that lets work and play share the stage. That honors productivity and presence. That doesn’t worship burnout as proof of commitment.

Because the revolution I’m leading in my life isn’t loud.
It starts with quieter things.
Like listening to what my body wants.
Like laying down in the middle of the day—just because.
Like asking: what if doing less is actually how I become more?

And now I’ll ask you:

Where might rest be calling you?
What’s waiting on the other side of all that pushing?

Your next chapter might not start with a plan.
It might start with a pause.

With you.

Doing absolutely nothing.

And letting that…be enough.