One more victory for The Rest. This situation made me slow down, and think about what I do (eat or not eat) and why. I chose to cheat out of love!
I’ve been consumed with the affairs of my father, and that has left little time for reflection. That is what The Rest is about: stealing minutes, carving out time, focusing on who and what matters most.
While I don’t know about you, I’ve learned that starting something new comes with its share of challenges. My January Rest is no different. And, each year presents a different set of unique circumstances in which to attempt The Rest.
I am a late comer, but I discovered something delish a few months back. My daughter and fell in love with The Great British Baking Show. As egg whites were beaten and folded in, we had fun watching the competition unfold.
Thank you for joining me for My January Rest. January 31 was the last day of My January Rest (MJR). … More
I love dates! And, I not talking about the fruit. Dates, romantic or social, are what I’m talking about! Simply … More
January has been clipping along quite nicely. I’m surprised that I’m already nearly a third of the way through My … More
I love the New Year! There is something as magical about a New Year as there is about a fresh, … More
The Rest can be a love-hate relationship. When I realize how much I have, how much I want, and how much I waste, I get annoyed. After the initial emotion of annoyance, I quickly become grateful. Gratitude is a wonderful benefit that comes out of The Rest. The Rest changes me; it does.
What would My January Rest be without creative fixes (figuring out how to use something up) and of course flops? … More
The draw to shop can be so strong and the autopilot thoughts are rampant when I started MJR. They are less so three weeks into MJR. That is a one of the main points of MJR; to break the automatic responses to what I want.
This month has been flying by! I enjoy each January Rest, because each one is unique and each Rest has … More
A few days into the sugar-free adventure, I did not find great joy. When karate-chopping the burnt edges off my food in anger, I figured the episode was induced by sugar withdrawal. My poor husband stood there, quietly watching me from a distance. I suspect he contemplated making a run for it, but it was only a pizza cutter: the risk was minimal. Not pretty. Not pretty at all.
My January Rest is off to a good start. One of the first thoughts, most likely every year, is that things last … More
My January Rest is my version of a New Year’s Resolution. But instead of setting goals for the year, most of which will not survive the month, my focus is resting from lessor things—for one month—for the purpose of focusing on greater things.