Scarab Beetles

One night while kneading clay in the studio located near this land, two very fluttery and large beetles landed on the wedging table. I stopped and jumped back. When I approached the table again the beetles were so still and peaceful. I thought about resuming wedging and sighed. The beetles were authentically resting in the very space I was intent on being. I accepted the sign, “Come to Rest.” And so I cleaned up and shut off the light.

Prompt:
Just for today, Come to Rest in they way that feels most true to you.