Reclaiming the Lost Art of Resting Well

Learning to Rest Well

Well my friends, Shane is away and what better way to pass the time than with some fun down by the beach. I am loving {read L.O.V.I.N.G} that there are so many favourite days now to share. I want to call this one my FAVOURITE too! Although favourites aren’t perfect, after all which day is? This was the start of our day, I just wanted a photo of the three of them standing together under the tree, what appears at first to be a simple request is in fact impossible. There are about a thousand different versions of this photo, none of which has the three of them together, or looking at the camera. I have shared however an apt photo of their three different personalities {I will let you do the math}.

Learning to Rest Well

We began our day with an early lunch at a GORGEOUS cafe on the beach, given that it is a weekday we got a seat no problem {a fabulous perk of homeschooling}.

Learning to Rest Well

RJ had a great time exploring {running on} the pier.

Learning to Rest Well

Not to mention warding off {that’s a lie, frightening off by way of extreme enthusiasm} the seagulls.

Learning to Rest Well

As blessings would have it, a large pelican came past to feed on the fish and we watched for ages as he gobbled up his lunch, putting on quite the spectacle for all the guests.

Learning to Rest Well

Minnie was in heaven looking at all the beautiful decor, boats and in particular the water that ran under the restaurant. What a fun place to have lunch and explore beach architecture.

Learning to Rest Well

My third coffee of the day at an early lunch, may be the indicator that I am solo parenting this week, working and homeschooling, which is not for the faint of heart, nor the deficient in caffeine.

Learning to Rest Well

I am learning in this season to have fun again, I am trying to help my children seize the day and invest in life outdoors, surrounded by beauty and adventure.

Learning to Rest Well

I am making time to smell the roses, to make sure we have days that we soak in the sun and the sea in order to recalibrate for the week ahead. I haven’t always been great at doing this. I have in my desire to work hard and not be selfish put slowing down last on my list of priorities and making time to enjoy myself into non-existence. I am having to teach myself and my kids that time out is important for me. No one can run on the vapour of I rested a couple of years ago, weekly rest is a discipline I am learning to reclaim.

Learning to Rest Well

It doesn’t have to be extravagant, in fact I think the simpler the better. I am learning to love the nature that surrounds us.

Learning to Rest Well

Today’s lunch was a simple hot chips by the sea, no extras, followed by a swim in the ocean {free}.

Learning to Rest Well

Glorious.

Learning to Rest Well

This is the life for me.

Learning to Rest Well

Ocean Dreaming.

Learning to Rest Well

This was their favourite beach so far, and as they all piled themselves and the sand into my car, they begged to come back to the same place next week.

Learning to Rest Well

For sure, next week we can bring Dad.

I hope your day has been full of rest and if not, pray your rest day is coming real quick.

Lots of Love x

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4 Comments

  1. Gayl

    Rachel, what a fun, relaxing, beautiful day! I loved the photos! Everyone looked like they really enjoyed it. I love how you shared it took several photos and still you couldn’t get all three to look at the camera at the same time. πŸ™‚ But you did capture their uniqueness. πŸ™‚

    Blessings to you! Thanks for sharing your day in photos!

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