I rest because it was never safe for my ancestors to rest at this depth
I rest because it invites us to be receptive to our true nature beyond the controls of capital
I rest because it disrupts the machinery of modernity that has seeped its way into our bodies
I rest because dreams are teachers of the subterranean subconscious
I rest to unlearn the persistent worry from my maternal line that lives my womb, yet still love where they came from
I rest because I claim it as my birth right and not a luxury
I rest because of the tremendous amount of the grief in this world. In the same breath, the abundance of joy and life
I rest to move beyond romanticising nature into remembering nature as I
I rest because natures permeating eros is in absolutely all of life and its origins
I rest because receiving is a teacher of generosity, like the forgiving monumental abundance of the mountains and its valleys
I rest because it regenerates and refines this body that holds my soul
I rest so you can be restful in my presence
I rest because I don’t need a reason to rest
So, rest beloved
Rest with me, they, she, he, we
Rest so we can return and remember
