The Unexpected Gift

When illness forces us to let go

Dear Friend

How are you?  I hope you’re feeling well.  I’ve been taken down by the summer lurgi, and whatever type of virus it is, it’s spreading like wildfire here in Wales.

Life has a way of reminding me that I’m not always in control. Once again, I find myself in a position where I need to “let go”.  My body, in its wisdom has been signalling for a while now that I need to pause, for rest, for healing, for a wellbeing reboot.  As much as my mind is restless with ideas to write and work to be done, today I learnt to listen to the whispers of my body saying “pause”.

It’s in these moments of forced stillness, when my guilt of inactivity threatens to overwhelm me, that I’m reminded of a beautiful poem that has become my anchor “She Let Go” by Safire Rose.

I wrote about it here on Substack over a year ago, and still it speaks to the heart of what I’m experiencing.  It’s a gentle reminder that sometimes the most powerful thing we can do is simply let go. Its wisdom lies in its simplicity, in…