This was a great weekend. I got a lot done and enjoyed down time. But one thing I didn’t do (which I almost always do on the weekends) was write. I knew what I needed was a break—and instead of pushing through and writing because “I should,” I took the time to do internal work and simply enjoy my Sunday in all the ways my presence was telling me I needed.
Turns out, this is quite the late-February pattern of mine. As I looked back at posts I wrote this time last year—and the year before—I found that both highlighted the same need. A break. A reminder to be gentle with myself. Permission to not be perfect.
So, here’s last year’s reminder to be gentle. I hope you can give yourself a break at some point this week, too.