When Rest Becomes the Bravest Choice

This weekend, I did something I almost never do: I took two naps.​
Not planned. Not deserved through productivity. Just… needed. I always think about napping — daydreaming of pajama days and slow hours where nothing is scheduled — but rarely let myself sink into one. When you live a multi-path life, weekends are often the catch-up zone: the only space where your full-time work loosens its grip and the other dreams, commitments, and creative threads get your attention. Rest can feel like a luxury — or even a guilty pleasure.

But here’s the truth I bumped into somewhere between nap #1 and nap #2:

Sometimes the most productive thing you can do is stop producing.

I didn’t complete the tasks I planned. My to-do list is not shorter.
Yet I’m heading into a very full week feeling nourished instead of depleted.

There was a moment — you know the one — where I stood at the crossroads between “push through” and “pause.”​
The emails could wait. The project would still be there. My body whispered, rest, and for once, I listened.

And you know what happened?

• My mind felt clearer.
• My creativity softened and opened.
• My nervous system shifted from “go” to “be.”

No guilt. No productivity metrics. Just presence and breath.

We often celebrate the hustle, but choosing rest — especially when there's more you could do — is a quiet kind of courage. A vote of trust. A signal to yourself that you matter beyond your output.

So here’s my invitation to you this week:

Notice the moment when you're about to speed up.
And ask yourself — what would happen if I slowed down instead?

You might discover that rest is not time lost… but time returned.
Returned to your body. To your creativity. To your self.

If you need it, here's your invitation to pause.

Take the nap.
Wear the pajamas.
Do “nothing,” and call it something.

Because rest isn’t indulgence.
It’s maintenance.

And it just might give you the energy to step into your purpose — with more joy, not just more output.

Wishing you softness this week,
Tamara