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When Did We Start Needing Permission to Rest?

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  When Did We Start Needing Permission to Rest? I was folding clothe s one Sunday afternoon  not because I had strength, but because I didn’t know how to sit still without guilt. The house was quiet. The fan whirred. A pot was simmering on low. But my mind was loud. Louder than the peace I was supposed to be enjoying. Louder than the Sabbath I’d promised myself. Still, I kept folding. And somewhere between the last shirt and the matching socks, I caught myself asking a question I’d never asked out loud: “Who am I trying to impress with this exhaustion?” That one question unraveled everything. Because the truth is — I had been performing energy I didn’t have, in spaces I no longer belonged to. I had been showing up in rooms that celebrated my productivity more than my presence. Rooms where you earn your worth by how much you can carry. Rooms where rest is treated like laziness, and burnout is a badge of honour. But what if we’ve been honouring the wrong thin...

There's A Garden Growing Inside Of Me (Even Though I Cannot See It)

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There's A Garden Growing Inside Of Me (Even Though I Cannot See It) I may not see the petals yet. But I know something is taking root. July didn’t come with fireworks or noise  it came with clarity. A quiet, unshakable awareness that just because it isn’t visible yet doesn’t mean it isn’t real. That not every season is meant for harvest. Some are meant for depth. This is mine. There’s a garden growing in me  and this time, I’m not rushing to prove it. I’m not waiting for validation, applause, or signs to confirm what I already know: God is doing a work beneath the surface. And that is more than enough. I’ve grown tired of performing progress. Of attaching my worth to visible results. Of thinking that growth is only valid when others can see it. Sometimes the most sacred transformations happen where no one is looking. And I’ve learned to honour those moments. The quiet decisions. The silent prayers. The deep inner shifts that change everything even if...