The quote has always left me scratching my head. It's often been almost interchangeable, but the history, meaning, origin, implication, etc.
"No rest for the wicked" (or "No peace to the wicked") is a phrase originating from the Book of Isaiah verses 48:22 and 57:20-21.
There is no rest for the weary.
Prov. Even people who are worn-out must continue to work. (Describes a situation in which a tired person has to do more work.)
The relevancy of this is that when I returned from Burning Man, I was exhausted, but I had to immediately jump into Dad-mode as well as home-school parent-mode all while Cindy is away working on a job in New Orleans.
But I was already exhausted.
I was exhausted before I even left for my 3 week BM excursion.
I've now been back for a little over two weeks and I have felt energized for the first time today.
I had a whole bunch of blog posts in mind.
But then reality kicked in.
And all the duties and chores and just every-day life stuff that needs taking care of.
I went for my first jog since the Burning Man 50k. It was a frustrating 3 mile jaunt, but I'm still glad I did it.
By the time I got around to beginning this post; last night it was around 10 o'clock. I managed to get some scribbling in but nothing coherent enough to put up, even by my reckless standards.
In the Burner community, decompressing after a burn is a very real thing. I think it happens to non-burners as well. For instance after a vacation, or for kids it happens when they go back to school after a summer of freedom.
Because of my experience this year, I didn't think I would have much problem readjusting to the "default" world because I never really allowed myself to be present at Burning Man, however here we are several weeks after the man burned and I am still recovering, decompressing.
Cindy came home for a whirlwind weekend reunion.
We needed to see each other again. It had been way too long.
But we had our own "decompression" issues.
Being apart from each other for as long as we'd been and then trying to catch up, be in the moment and look forward in less than 48 hours. It's a fool errand at best and yet we do a good job at making it harder on ourselves.
We ended up looking at real estate again even after promising each other we wouldn't.
It was an intense, difficult, wonderful, too-short, tiresome and important visit.
I was closer to being "myself" again.
Yesterday I had a flurry of energy and ideas and wrote a bunch of blog topics and titles down.
I am excited to explore as many as I can, but realistically I know I'll probably only end up actually writing and posting a fraction of them.
But here's a sampling:
Plan Your Work, Work Your Plan
Happenings on the Beltline
Re-educations--Back to School
The Busyness of Businesses
Time to Grow
Table to Farm
And that's just to name a few;