A little bug got me down, flat in my bed for most of the day. Being sick is not all bad. It is a chance for the body and mind, both, to let go, and to feel the spaciousness that inevitably comes from surrendering.
Letting go . . . Not a state that comes to us naturally in our usual every day consciousness. It requires much practice, paradoxically.
Hearing Ruth's words, still:
How much are you clinging at this moment? Can you feel it in your heart? And can you relax, just a bit?
The hard work of letting go . . .