We need to abolish this concept of final rest. Relative rest is a necessity, but it is my belief that even when we die, there is work to be done. Movement is in the nature of this half of the universe (there is in my belief another half, a latent half, and since all structure is latent there, so too is all movement), and we may as well get used to it.
As a side note, I would include loving relationships within the category of work. You cannot simply exist with others. You must give them your attention, your affection, your time. It is simply work that is rewarding, and like work well done, it need not feel arduous, and can be quite pleasant.
I will add, too, that this thought comes about from reading about the smaller Tibetan Prayer Wheels. They also chant various mantras, like Om Mani Padme Hum. I was fiddling around with that one, and noticed that it causes my breath to come out in slightly different ways. If we posit that much emotional “baggage”–undigested experience–is held in the chest and manner of breathing, then this mantra is a more or less physical intervention to help release it. That is my view, at any rate.
We know so little. So many of our supposed thought elite live in a wasteland and never go anywhere interesting.