February 7th

What rest are you denying yourself because you think you haven't earned it yet?

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The Earning

By Bear Sage

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I treat rest

like a prize

at the end

of a very long race

I'm never quite finished running.

I tell myself:

after this project,

after I've proven myself,

after I've done enough,

then I can rest.

But the finish line

keeps moving,

and "enough"

is a myth

I've been chasing

my whole life.

What if rest

isn't something I earn?

What if it's something

I'm allowed to claim

just because I'm alive,

just because I'm tired,

just because I need it?

What if the permission

I've been waiting for

has always been mine

to give?