Choosing Ease: Reclaiming Your Right to a Soft Life

It was the kind of still, quiet morning that feels borrowed—early sunlight filtering through the blinds, the weight of the blanket just right, and the promise of ten more minutes of sleep stretching ahead.

Then came the chirp.

That sharp, high-pitched beep that cuts through calm like a slap of cold water. The smoke alarm. Chirping. Ugh!

Eyes still closed, I reached out instinctively, half-expecting to feel someone beside me. I wanted to tap a shoulder—tell my nonexistent husband, "Babe, can you get that?"

Ah yes… the soft life.

But there was no shoulder. No "babe." Just me. Me and that chirp.

And for a moment, I wanted to sink deeper into the sheets and pretend I didn’t hear it. To leave it for someone else to handle. To outsource the noise, the ladder, the hassle.

Except—I was the someone.

I sat up, groaned (‘cause… you know… old age… and annoyance), and gave myself the familiar pep talk.

Could I even reach it? Did I remember how to reset the thing? Did I even have a new pair of batteries?

Turns out, yes. Yes, I did.

I pulled out my little ladder, did the battery shuffle, and climbed up like I’d done it a hundred times. Because I had. Because I could. And as I went about my day, I kept thinking about how satisfying it felt. It wasn’t dramatic. It wasn’t deep. But it was real.

And in that moment, it hit me: this is what ease can look like.

Choosing Ease Isn’t Weak—It’s Wisdom

We talk about the soft life like it’s some aspirational aesthetic on Instagram. Linen sheets, matcha lattes, no emails before 10am. And while I’m here for all of that—what I’m learning is that the soft life is less about luxury, and more about liberation.

It’s about moving through your day without unnecessary struggle. It’s about trusting yourself to handle what comes, but also knowing you don’t have to do it the hard way just to prove you’re strong.

Because let’s be real—we know how to do hard. We’ve mastered hard. We’ve crossed borders, are building careers, raising children, supported whole families, carried the weight of expectation and legacy—and smiled through it.

But what if… we didn’t? What if the strength was knowing when not to?

The Soft Life Is a Choice

Choosing ease doesn’t mean you’re not capable. It means you don’t need to prove you are.

It’s asking for help when you need it. It’s resting without guilt. It’s celebrating small wins like shutting up the smoke alarm before 8am.

The soft life is not about weakness—it’s about wisdom. It’s about saying, "I could carry all this, but I’m choosing not to." It’s about honoring your peace the same way you’ve honored your hustle.

Permission to Choose Differently

So if you’ve been craving softness, here’s your reminder: you’re allowed. You don’t need a partner, a perfect plan, or a Pinterest aesthetic to choose ease. You just need the willingness to let go of the belief that struggle makes you more worthy.

Because it doesn’t. Your worth isn’t earned through exhaustion. Your value doesn’t increase when you’re overwhelmed.

You can be soft and strong. You can rest and rise. You can reach the smoke alarm, fix the thing, and still want someone to hold space with you after.

And that’s okay. That’s beautiful.

That’s enough.

‘Cause wah fi yuh, cyaan un fi yuh.

~Meisha