No Wi-Fi, But A Better Connection
“Almost everything will work again if you unplug it for a few minutes, including you.”
One of my favourite sayings has always been, “Good things come to those who wait.” This weekend, life decided to remind me of that in its own way.
Out of nowhere, I lost all connection. No Wi-Fi and even my phone signal disappeared when I went out. It was as if the universe had flipped a switch and said, pause.
At first, I was frustrated. My playlist wouldn’t load, calling anyone was impossible, and even Google Maps had given up on me. I felt disconnected from everything and everyone.
But once I stopped resisting, something softened. The quiet started to feel different. I picked up one of the books I’d been meaning to read for months, then another, then another. By the end of the weekend, I’d finished three. When was the last time I gave myself that kind of space?
Somewhere in those pages, I realised how much I rely on being “on” all the time. Always reachable, always responding, always consuming. Without the noise, I started to actually hear myself again.
It made me think about how often we try to live life at high speed. We chase the next thing, the next reply, the next win, and forget that some of the best things in life take time. Just like a slow download, progress sometimes happens quietly in the background.
And in that stillness, I found a different kind of connection. The kind that doesn’t need Wi-Fi. I noticed the little things. Conversations felt richer. Meals tasted better. Even the silence had its own kind of peace.
So no, the weekend wasn’t ruined. It was a reminder that the best connections with ourselves, with others, and with life don’t come through a screen. They come when we slow down long enough to notice them. Because the most meaningful connections aren’t built on Wi-Fi signals, but on presence, patience, and heart.
