176 The Pin-Prick & The Permission Slip: Learning to Stop
What does remembering the Sabbath look like for me?!
Hey friends,
It’s been a quiet, persistent ache these past few weeks. A spiritual pin-prick. Not a crisis, just a constant, gentle pressure on the soul. I’ve never observed the Sabbath. Not really. Not with intention. My rest days were just gaps between work, recovery periods, not revolutions. I’d scroll, run errands, maybe nap, but my mind never stopped…
