A man had a small herd of animals - his livelihood. One day as he was tending to them a young bull broke free having been startled by something. Instinct took over.. he lunged and grabbed its tail, determined not to let it get away.

The bull ran. And so he ran with it.. gripping tighter as he was dragged over stones, through bushes, his feet barely keeping up. His breath grew ragged, his body ached, but still he had to hold on. If he let go he was sure he would lose it forever.

Then suddenly his hands failed him. He hit the ground rolling to a stop in the dirt, too exhausted to move. He lay there bracing himself for the awful sight of his bull disappearing into the horizon.

But when he looked up.. there it was!. Just a few steps away. Calmly grazing, as if nothing had happened.

He had been fighting, suffering, clinging for dear life when all along he could have just let go and walked. ✨

This story captures the futility of unnecessary struggle. Sometimes we convince ourselves that effort is the only thing keeping everything from falling apart, when in reality we are the only ones making it hard. We hold on fearing loss, but often if we just let go, we might realise we were never in danger of losing anything at all.