My body isn't asking for much.
Just rest.
Just stillness.
Just permission to stop pretending I'm fine.
The flu came and stayed.
No grand reason.
No spiritual lesson.
Just… tiredness so deep it has its own gravity.
I've spent my life healing others.
Channeling light.
Balancing Qi.
Holding space.
But right now?
I can barely hold my own head up.
And maybe that's okay.
Maybe this is the teaching I didn't ask for
That even healers get sick.
Even hands that give and give and give
need to close, empty, still.
So today I'm not healing anyone.
Not even myself.
I'm just lying here.
Breathing.
Letting my bones be heavy.
Letting my heart be soft without trying.
If you're tired too
really, bone tired, soul tired
then lie down with me.
Just for a minute.
We don't have to be anything right now.
Not wise. Not helpful. Not strong.
Just human.
Just here.
Just resting.
Tomorrow the light can come back.
Today, we sleep.
With Love ❤️
Always
Mark