The Loom Never Rests

Finding movement inside stillness

The Simple Things

There are times when I think I’ve stopped—when my energy disappears, when the days blur together, when even breathing feels like work. But the loom never rests.

Even in stillness, the threads of my life keep shifting and recombining. Healing continues when I’m too tired to name it. Creativity hums beneath the noise of doubt. The unseen keeps moving long after I’ve set everything down.

I used to measure my worth by how much I could produce. Now I’m learning that rest is part of creation—that stepping back lets new colors gather in the dark.

So I let myself be still inside the larger rhythm.The tapestry doesn’t unravel when I pause; it breathes.

May this be a reminder that we don’t have to force momentum.The loom is already at work, weaving us forward in ways we cannot yet see.

If you find yourself in a season of stillness or uncertainty, rest inside the weave. You are not falling behind—you are being rewoven.

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With gratitude,

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