Adding to that thought, I’d say relaxation isn’t just a personal need but a kind of ethical stance. In a world that treats exhaustion as a badge of honor, choosing rest becomes a quiet act of resistance. It is a way of saying that life isn’t only about output, that presence matters more than pace.
When we relax, we step out of the loop of constant proving. We create space for reflection, for softness, for a slower kind of knowing. That space is where genuine insight lives, not in the noise but in the quiet after it.
So to relax is not to retreat from life but to return to it more fully, without the static. It is a practice of trust that what is essential will remain, even when we stop moving.