When we stop proving, what remains is the person who is just there. The “us” without a to-do list. It feels off at first because we’re used to being busy. We think if we’re not doing something, we’re nothing.
But when everything slows down, we realize we don’t disappear just because we’re not being productive. What’s real doesn’t rush. Our gut and our basic needs don’t wait for a schedule.
Rest isn’t empty. It just doesn’t demand anything.
What remains is the foundation. We’ve been busy decorating the house. Then we notice the floor was always there. We’re finally standing on it, breathing in still air.
The album is out on YouTube Music. Thanks for listening.
⌨ ᴛʸᵖⁱⁿᵍ ᴏᵘᵗ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵉ ʙˡᵘᵉ ᵈᵃʳᵉᵐ ᵐᵘˢⁱᶜ ᵇˡᵒᵍ
