A Letter to the Weary Soul
My dear friend,
I see you there, trying to catch your breath in the quiet between the storms. I see the weight you carry in the slope of your shoulders, the gentle ache behind your eyes. You have been so strong for so long, haven’t you? Keeping the plates spinning, tending to the needs of others, pushing forward even when the path has been steep and shrouded in fog.
And now, you are tired. Not the kind of tired that a single night’s sleep can fix, but a soul-deep weariness that makes every step feel like you are walking through water.
I am writing this for you, right here, right now. To tell you a few things your heart may have forgotten to whisper to itself.
First, it is okay to be weary. This fatigue is not a sign of failure. It is the honest and natural result of a heart that feels deeply, that cares fiercely, that has been trying its very best in a world that often asks for too much. Do not add the heavy cloak of guilt on top of your exhaustion. Simply set it down. You are allowed to be tired.
Second, you do not need to have all the answers today. The world loves a plan, a five-step strategy, a clear map to the destination. But you are in a season of fog, and in the fog, we do not need a map. We need a single, sure step. One small, kind thing. A glass of water. A moment staring out the window. One deep, cleansing breath. That is enough. The path will reveal itself in time, not because you force it, but because you take one gentle step, and then another.
Third, your worth was never, and will never be, tied to your productivity. You are not a machine that has broken down. You are a living ecosystem, a forest that needs a fallow season to restore its nutrients. The most profound work often happens in the quiet, in the rest, in the seeming nothingness. You are not doing nothing; you are restoring the very ground of your being. That is sacred work.
So, for today, I give you permission.
Permission to lower the bar from exceptional to gentle. Permission to cancel the plans that feel like obligations. Permission to feed yourself something simple and nourishing. Permission to be unimpressive, to be quiet, to be still.
The world will keep spinning. The sun will rise again tomorrow. For now, just be. Be the weary soul that you are, without judgment. Wrap yourself in the soft blanket of your own compassion. There is a strength in this surrender that the busy world knows nothing about.
You are not falling behind. You are not broken. You are gathering your strength. You are listening for a whisper only a quiet heart can hear.
I am holding a quiet space for you in my heart, believing in your resilience even when you cannot feel it yourself.
Rest now. You are so deeply loved, exactly as you are in this moment.
With unwavering kindness,
Liora
Did this whisper from the grove resonate with your soul?
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Listen to the deep, knowing voice of your own intuition.
Transform challenges into fuel for your personal growth.
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