Join me in a Sabbath? A call to rest instead of a call to action..

Why were we commanded to rest? In a world that’s gone mad, I think it is pretty obvious what happens when folks don’t get enough rest. I have often thought to myself, how can we not covet, steal and kill if we do not rest? Maybe Creator or Mother and Father Divine, put it there for a reason. You think? Even our cattle are not supposed to work. Around Cosmic Cowgirls if we don’t have a workshop, we don’t e-mail amongst ourselves on the weekends mostly, and we don’t work unless we absolutely have to – and we put our horses out into the meadow. There is a decency in stopping working — and we need it.

The Glitter from the Grit: A Blessing for Wild Things

May you choose to sift the glitter from the grit of life.

May you sharpen those internal soul tools that make self excavation possible, even when messy.

May you choose to pursue your life purpose fearlessly, no matter what bills are due.

May you realize that you don’t need to be inspired to create, and you don’t need to clean the house or the catbox first.