19/03/2026
This one came from the Bhagavad Gita, and a quiet morning of feeling it all a little too much.
Arjuna’s moment of collapse on the battlefield has always been the part of the story that gets me. Not the warrior. Not the victory. The moment he dropped his bow and just… couldn’t.
If you’re in one of those moments today, this is for you.
x Jen
At the Edge of the Field
You have stood here before.
Bow in hand, heart heavy,
wondering if any of it matters
when the world is this loud,
this broken, this much.
Arjuna knew this too.
The greatest archer alive,
brought to his knees
not by an enemy
but by love
and the unbearable weight
of being human in the middle of it all.
And Krishna did not say get up.
He sat down first.
He said: feel it.
All of it.
The grief is not weakness.
It is proof that you are awake.
Then, gently:
now pick up your bow.
Not because the world has sorted itself out.
Not because the doubt has cleared.
Not because you are certain.
But because this is your field.
This is your moment.
And the work you carry
belongs only to you.
You don’t have to save everything today.
You just have to show up
for the one thing
that is yours to do.
The rest will find its way.
It always does.
- Jen Watson -
