Getting to Sabbatical

My father’s PhD in history made me aware of the concept of sabbatical early in life. The only one he ever took was due to a Fulbright that enabled us to live in Paris for a year. It was grand. I was three.

I’ve used the word “sabbatical” now and then. It’s a word I like. It has a big fat history behind it – Greek, Hebrew and Latin all have antecedents. It’s a word essentially about rest. Cease planting the ground every seventh year, rest after making the world on the seventh day, leave work on one of the seven days of the week: divine instruction about the idea that everything needs a break from activity and routine for rest, reflection and renewal.

But in our modern lexicon, the word sabbatical has grown narrow and sits on the high shelf of academia. Tenured professors, after much labor and achievement, earn one: time away from professorial duties, bestowed by their dean, to renew their scholarship. To sit in the quietude of the mind, whether on a beach or in a dusty archive, and deepen one’s intellectual grasp of the world is an idea that makes intuitive sense to me. However, I wouldn’t have said the word “sabbatical” applied to me; I wouldn’t have presumed.

And then on an airplane flying to a client last summer, I was reading Hemispheres magazine and came across at least two articles with the same theme. They described people who’d achieved striking success in different professions and who’d elected to close up their businesses in order to re-invent their work – in order to come up with something entirely new.

“It happened one step at a time,” Randall Grahm says. “One day I discovered I was in charge of an organization that was so convoluted and Borgesian in its complexity that it was beyond out-of-control.” Still, had he produced any truly distinctive wine? That was the question he began to ask himself…The answer was no. “I don’t think I have made a deep contribution yet.” So he sold off two high-volume brands and spun off his Riesling brand into its own business. Then he took a gamble on his plan to create a vineyard of hybrids straight out of The Island of Dr. Moreau.


Spanish chef/guru Ferran Adria blanched the culinary world when he announced he would be shutting down his revered restaurant, El Bulli, for two years starting in 2012…”People wonder, if El Bulli is where everyone wants to go and if we are winning all the prizes, why change?” says the 47-year-old Adrian…”We’ve spent the last 25 years creating something new every year, but working 15 hours a day leaves us very little time to create.”

The articles remarked on the boldness, the audacity of this decision. I remember thinking, right – how can one re-invent when one is so busy doing what one does? What other choice is there but to close up shop? To take a sabbatical.

In the talk I gave my clients that week, I used the articles as a way of contextualizing our work. The client had recognized a serious dysfunction in one of its key business support areas worth about $2B, and made the bold decision to charter this group to figure it out. The work was grueling at the beginning: looking squarely at the problem and discovering that it lay at the feet of badly outdated cultural norms and processes. No easy fix. But the group persevered and was coming out the other end, with the light of possibility shining on them. And this happened because they were willing to take time out - to step away from the day-to-day, to sit for long hours in an unglamorous room with strangers, peering deeply into the face of problem.

Courtesy of Sivananda Yoga Vedanta Dhanwanthari Ashram

It is my work to be a companion on these journeys, a kind of Sherpa to help my clients navigate the shadowy terrain of uncertainty as they reinvent the new. This is a tremendous journey to experience, whether in an individual or an organization. And I saw that this too is a kind of sabbatical: a rest from routine to re-envision the work, in the fullness of the context of their world, and to rekindle both meaning and relevance. And to be clear: although sabbatical does imply rest, it does not mean inaction.

The act of ceasing what one knows to voyage into the yet unknown of the new takes both great courage and great confidence. Yes, audacity. What if all that looking amounts to nothing? What if the grand re-visioning ends up right back where one started? What if nothing can actually change? Choosing sabbatical in the face of those fears is exactly wherein lies the beauty, the risk, the sheer mysticism of the practice.

As Chef Adria says, “There are no references. That’s the magical part. That’s the challenge.” And Grahm wrote in a blog post just today about his nervousness in calling his vin de terroir quest a spiritual journey.

But sabbatical is fundamentally an act of faith. Faith in oneself, in the group, in the process. Faith in the divine instruction that just by quieting, stepping off the busy-ness loop and contemplating the situation at hand will produce something new.

There is a lot of talk about doing, getting on with it, stopping the chatter and actually getting something accomplished. I am all for that. I am also for stopping now and again to consider “is all the doing working?” To ask “have things changed such that we should re-think it?”  What would a whole new take on the situation mean? What would happen if you rekindled your passion; what then could you do from the engine of your heart?

We have a long history of those who took sabbatical and accomplished greatness: Christ’s 40 days in the desert brought him full on into his calling; Buddha stepped all the way out of his life, never to return and achieved the highest level of human mastery; Gandhi took respite from his activism for deep self reflection, which he described in his autobiography, giving us a kind of manual for how. And more and more, I see people today, like Adria and Grahm, and organizations, like my clients, who are taking this same path. The quiet path of reflection, the active path of inactivity, from which renewal and reinvention are born.

My narrow child’s view, the three-year-old’s story of a father with a Fulbright – that sabbatical is something bestowed rather than chosen – veiled for me what is so obvious. Sabbatical is part of life, whether we are given it, take it for ourselves, or are somehow painfully thrust into it by circumstance. The cycle of work and rest, going out into the world and coming back, of doing and reflecting, is as natural as breath, rising and falling. But too often, rather than celebrating the opportunity and the fruit that comes of it, we worry. Worry that it will be for naught, that we will be embarrassed, that we shouldn’t be doing it, that whatever place we left will no longer be there when we return (Odysseus taught us about this). And that worry robs us of the very gift of sabbatical itself.

And I thought, it is time for a different choice. It’s time to reclaim sabbatical for us all, as a grand and ancient way of life. Time to recall the divine wisdom that says every individual, every organization, everything needs time out for reflection, for renewal, and in the stillness of inaction – or a different kind of action, to re-find meaning. And this is so we can bloom again, fuller and richer than before.

So now, I use the word freely, knowing how fortunate, august, and accessible the thing called sabbatical is. It is indeed a divine call; our first step is to heed it.


The July 2010 issue of Hemispheres included the articles The Grape Nut by Edward Lewine and The Thinker by S. Indramalar.


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  1. Brilliant post — very thought provoking! Am forwarding it to friends I think will appreciate it.

    • Rebecca Reynolds says:

      Thanks as always, Audrey! Such kismet to have Randall Grahm post his blog on the same day as mine — did you happen to take a look? :)

  2. My goodness me. How can I describe the feeling I had while reading this piece of writing?

    It was like a balm, a warm balm, being slowly and gently spread over one’s body.

    I think this a fitting metaphor for this writing because of the healing nature of a balm — the slow, penetrating action that takes its own time while the person is still, absorbing, allowing.

    This writing resonates deeply with me, with my work and with my clear vision of a necessary healing in our world. It also brings up feelings of frustration and concern. In my work and the writing for my own blog I gently encourage taking the time for reflection, for stopping to see, watch, observe and think about ideas. Then acting. With more clarity, more sense of direction and ultimately with greater precision toward desired goals.

    I watch and read people struggle with this idea and with this invitation. It is there that I find my own frustration.

    We, in the West, are becoming a tribe of doers, leaving the reflectors behind as we race against the collectively invented clock ticking its loud, digitalized warnings of being left out, of being left behind. Of not reaching the collectively invented idea of, what? Of a sustainable strategy of business and economic models that honor and support humanity? Or is it the desire of becoming a millionaire. Of winning the competition of virtual followers. Of wearing the divine crown at the top of a Google search.

    A crown of thorns, I say.

    Your post made me feel the pain of our fast world that needs to slow down, to stop and feel and see and reflect. We need a world sabbatical. Impossible it seems. Though every vibrating cell of my intuition tells me that perhaps this is the only way to heal our world. That it is the healing balm of reflection and renewal.

    Beautiful writing Rebecca.

    • Rebecca Reynolds says:

      What you describe matches my experience: People rushing to solution before an understanding of the problem being solved even exists, much less a vision for what the problem solved would ideally look like.
      But I think this rushing is part of our evolution as a species, or perhaps simply defines us as humans. If not, then why the divine instruction? The ancientness of the notion of sabbatical tells me that humans have always generally preferred the doing to the consideration of what to do, and we have always found ways to distract ourselves from the latter. For this reason, all spiritual traditions have some form of prayer, complete with rituals for how and when, to help people quiet themselves. And even in the more secular parts of life, there are similar practices: a four year Bachelor of Arts degree represents a long sabbatical in preparation for one’s life path.
      So, I take comfort in the agelessness of this conundrum, even in the moment of what looks like a technological merry-go-round run amok threatening to throw most of us off! As you say, the world needs a sabbatical, and I think you are right. Particularly the western world, where we have fooled ourselves into thinking we know what the problem is and can therefore rush about with this gizmo and that solving it. Proof is in the pudding that things are a tad more complicated than we thought, and it seems to me that our reinvention will be found in deep reflection. But if it is a world sabbatical that is needed, then perhaps our gizmos will be our salvation because through them we can come together as never before and collectively take a breath. Wouldn’t it be ironic if the solution was just that?
      Thank you, as always, for taking what I write and adding your richness of thought and depth of heart.

      • Deep reflection and resonance, yes.

        And listening very quietly and carefully to what the [fill in your vibrational or spiritual lexicon here] have to say. I don’t think we will do the actual reflecting or even coming together on the grid of the internet. Too quadricular. Not circular enough. Though I think we will make some important connections in that space.

        Like the connection here and now—impossible to connect Denver and Barcelona like this before. And these connections are wonderfully electric.

        We will do the other work offline, I feel.

  3. Adrienne says:

    Thank you for this beautiful post, Rebecca. I’ve read it several times. I am really feeling the need for change and more time for reflection in my life. There are many changes in our household — daughter #1 off to university, husband #1 (!) closing in on retirement, feeling like I’ve done enough of the work I do and looking for and dreaming of other possibilities. I’m feeling the need for open space in my home (major purge underway) and in my life I suppose. Thank you for your considered words.

    • Rebecca Reynolds says:

      Thank you for the read and your comment here, A. I am so glad to know the piece sparked something for you. I think we are not alone these days in our yearning for open space, both literal and figurative. I am focused on transforming my life to accomodate much more of it. Let’s keep each other apprised of our progress!

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