Emergent Relaxation

photo by Josh Scholten

On pretty weekends in the summer, the riverbank is the very verge of the modern world… On those weekends, the river is disquieted from morning to night by people resting from their work.  This resting involves traveling at great speed, first on the road and then on the river. The people are in an emergency to relax. They long for the peace and quiet of the great outdoors. Their eyes are hungry for the scenes of nature. They go very fast in their boats. They stir the river like a spoon in a cup of coffee. They play their radios loud enough to hear above the noise of their motors. They look neither left nor right. They don’t slow down for – or maybe even see – an old man in a rowboat raising his lines…
Wendell Berry in Jayber Crow

I sometimes feel a desperate urgency to relax, the need to get away from every day troubles sticking to me like velcro.  But my agenda-filled escape would be too loud, too fast, too contrived instead of a time of winding down, slowing, quieting, observing and wondering.

Life is not an emergency so I must stop reacting as if someone just pulled an alarm.  I seek the peace and quiet of nature, settling myself into rhythms of daylight and nightfall, awake and asleep, hungry and filled, thirsty and sated.

So I breathe deeply, and remember in my bones:

a pause to rest is gift enough.   It is up to me to make it so, and so then it goes.

photo by Josh Scholten

9 thoughts on “Emergent Relaxation

  1. Indeed, Dear Emily, the need to slow down really can come racing up to us. I’ve had three surgeries in the past twelve years that required a resting spell, and have another one coming up — this time, however, assuming we get Connie settled into better care in a nursing home before hand, I won’t have a timeframe to “rest up to.” I certainly have no complaints concerning taking care of Connie for forty-six years, but it will be enlightening to see how much I can heal with a focus on taking care of myself. I might write you a research paper on it!! I profoundly appreciate the gift of a pause to rest; looking forward to seeing what six months would be like. Josh’s photos are so wonderful.

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  2. Some folks need to go somewhere to rest … Me , well I find my rest in the kitchen … cooking a pot of plum jam .. many ask why bother when you can buy any flavor you want at the stores …why slave over a hot stove when I could be out in the summer sunshine instead , My reply to them is that store bought jelly just doesn’t taste like home or convey love … as that is what it takes to make homemade jam … time to pick the plums , wash them , pit them , cook them, jar them up , do a water bath on them and then set them aside for 24 hours under a bath towel on the kitchen counter … try not to peek under the towel ,listen for the pops of the seal , then delight in the beauty the next day as you hold them up to the light to see them sparkle in the diamond shaped glasses … as you label each one and then decide who to give this special jar too … to me that is rest from the world … when things slow down enough on the farm to make jam …

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  3. Bill,
    I’m sure Connie wants you to have 100% focus on your wellness and healing. Forty six years is an amazing “on duty” commitment of love that awes me!
    Hope it all goes well for you and you are up and about quickly!
    Love to you and Connie,
    Emily

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  4. Peggy,
    what a wonderful picture of “rest” in your kitchen surrounded by that beautiful plum jam! I have yet to find my rest while cooking but I so admire people like you who do!
    Emily

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  5. you are loved. I pause at my CME conference to read the Word of God and to be refreshed w the words of his child

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  6. What beautiful photo’s to go along with the words of “rest”. I can remember when I was coming home from Glacier Natl. Park one year, and as I crossed into California that feeling of everything speeding up. That was the moment I decided that I wanted to be able to find the “rest” in every thing I do, to not be in a “hurry” to relax. What a great decision. I know that can be difficult when all around you is rushing. So even when piling the trimmed, dried limbs at my daughter’s house, with 6 grandkids trying to help, I kept thanking God that we have that family house for the 13 family members to all live in right now. Thank you God, thank you God, thank you God. Peace and love. Yes, Emily, you have found the answer to “rest”. Laura

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