Healing is something that comes to me with ease.

Your gut replaces its own lining roughly every week. Skin turns over in about a month. None of it requires your attention, your permission, or a good attitude on the day.

That is where the ease actually lives — underneath, in processes that run whether the week has gone well or badly. The hard, slow, visible part gets all the discussion, and it has earned it. But it is sitting on top of an enormous amount of repair that is genuinely effortless, and that has been going on all morning without a single instruction from you.