06/28/2026
In my latest essay I reflect on what letting go feels like. Here is an excerpt, and you can read the rest at the link below. If you enjoy my writing please subscribe so you receive these posts directly to your inbox.
Much love,
Jessica.
"Letting go feels like standing in the bathroom at eight years old pulling a tooth by hand while I watch in the mirror with quiet determination. Sore gums aching encouragement, wriggling loose with small slippery fingers, liquid red iron filling my mouth. The eventual ripping free in a union of pain and relief followed by bone in hand with soft roots while the space left behind feels curious, overflowing with emotion. I examine what is lost, what had to leave, resting in my palm. This little part of me, now separate.."
Observations on the art of letting go.
