The Sabbath Breath
![Lush green trees and vines reaching toward a bright blue sky with white clouds in St. Lucia, representing spiritual growth and Sunday rest in the Sanctuary." [cite: 2026-01-09]](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEiw3EDF34OZpWRbTPtE6ywr-YLVAPBMyjnDV2EYxlq9WyMVqbmOBJCcM_bzWCDc3tNN_OETxgYeHDqnme_x3NnLAcsnCpMXRi4FMBTYOkLfTGU3_s_2RrUyFNaj71ycf7xke1wR511_mrvp8EvTr9xaX3cEp_ZHpuCd-kB7Dxu_LKuAE2xRle_hXmhk_w/s1086/Gemini_Generated_Image_cpk02kcpk02kcpk0~2.png "The Sabbath Breath – Returning to the Stillness") |
| The Rhythm Slow |
We made it. 🕊️
If you followed my journey yesterday, you know the hustle was real. From Monday morning to Saturday night, the rhythm was loud, the work was plenty, and the 'workaholic' spirit was in full gear. But as the sun rose over St. Lucia this morning, the rhythm changed. 🌞🇱🇨