The Best Way Forward Sometimes

A great thing about the unbeaten path – when you step off for a moment there’s little fear of being trampled.

Tall grass, sun sparkling snow or the forest floor all make for soft bedding while having a rest.

That’s where you’ll find me today – just off to the side, catching my breath and dozing off once and a while.


Caring all in for Miss Mary, being close to saying good-bye, ensuring bill payments arrive on time, completing course work and all the regular stuff is wearing.

(At least I remembered to laugh when the washing machine leaked mid-morning yesterday.)

As the evening rolled around last night there was only one conclusion to draw – I was fried.


In the olden days I would have pushed through, writing something for a Letter and kept going no matter how hard the slogging became.

Taking a break would have been a sign of weakness, a broken promise.

But now, putting up a silent front and producing something felt both dishonest and hollow.


The Best Way Forward Is Rest


I needed to stand down, sit back and follow my 3Rs – Rest, Rejuvenate and Re-energize.

For sanity’s sake.

Keeping a commitment at the expense of me would be like driving a car with a blown tire.

Ending up in the ditch can happen very fast.


But I also wanted to stay connected and not fall off the radar for a week.

You being here matters to me.


There’s lots of room to join me for some 3Rs if you like.

Or continue exploring what’s up ahead or over there.

I’ll enjoy hearing about all that you see.


Do you have a favourite place to rest?



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Crazy for cats and potatoes, Lorraine's insatiable curiosity of Life leads her to question, explore and push beyond the box. A self-professed "left-brained creative big picture" type, she has an intuitive knack for seeing beyond and beneath first appearances while at the same time nerding out on the details. Most of all she sees and holds others in their highest until they can see it for themselves.


  1. Nancy/BLissed-Out Grandma on February 3, 2015 at 3:11 pm

    The pace of this post is very restful, and it really speaks to me today. For a couple of weeks I’ve been saying goodbye to my brother, who died last Wednesday, and dealing with tooth pain. First step in a root canal this morning, and I will be saying a few words at his funeral service Saturday. I find that I can do maybe one little task, and then I need to rest, which can be in my lovely recliner or in bed or just sitting at the computer. If it were summer I’d sit in the garden. Anyway this was a comforting post, thanks.

    • Lorraine on February 6, 2015 at 3:43 pm

      So grateful you could find comfort and rest in these words. You’ve been through a rough couple of weeks. Those little moments of stopping make such a huge difference. I hope your words at your brother’s service tomorrow bring comfort to others as well. Thinking of you.

  2. Sandra Vandenhoff on February 3, 2015 at 7:34 pm

    My favourite way to rest is to lie under a tree and look up at the sky. If it’s nice and flat, I often end up napping.

    • Lorraine on February 6, 2015 at 3:45 pm

      Love watching the clouds go by, or even just the sky. I can feel myself wanting to nap now thinking of your under the tree.

  3. Carmen on February 4, 2015 at 2:22 am

    I love, love, love the quote you shared about the how sometimes the best way forward is to rest!! I wholeheartedly agree. I’m so glad you’re taking some time for this… As for me, my resting place is often on my porch swing (yes, it’s still quite manageable in February on the west coast 🙂 Sometimes my resting place is a nice long skype chat with my closest heart-friend from across the country. Or maybe a long browse in my local library. As for rejuvenating – always in nature. Thanks for reminding me.

    • Lorraine on February 6, 2015 at 3:47 pm

      Here’s to finding yourself on the porch swing reading a book you picked up browsing through the library after a long chat with your heart-friend. 🙂

  4. Mary McFarland on February 5, 2015 at 6:49 am

    I sits my butt down every evening, right after dusk, and talk to my beloved Mucky Manor chickens, the Buffs. The girls have the most soothing stories, Lorraine, and the roosters, Max, Alphonse, and Tony, simply sit high on the roosts, taking it all in. Somehow, communing with my feathered friends, listening to their chortles, relaxes me completely.

    • Lorraine on February 6, 2015 at 3:52 pm

      I love how the boys know better than to disturb the girl time every night. Making rest a part of every day is definitely habit forming and truly missed when skipped. Will be thinking of you and the girls communing as I get lost in the evening purrs from the kitties.

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