it’s all a gift.

I never really though life could be lived with such effortlessness. The most intimately beautiful things that have occurred to me were merely gifts.

I grew up knowing for sure that chasing ideals was the way forward. But how is it possible that I don’t need to do anything to receive substantial blessings that turn my world around?

It keeps happening over and over again. Blessings fall from open skies to my open heart, and right in time. In retrospect, even the delay is a gift.

There is no way now but to walk through the alleyways of this world with trust that all is guided and foreordained— the faintest whispers of my soul have already been heard. It requires both time and timelessness to receive, and somewhere in between, one spends the time in forgiveness and selfless giving.

That is the change of heart, it seems. It is subtle and faint, hardly noticeable, a transformation that sheds the weight of fear and uncertainty. All at once, the sky floods with all what we need with unrequited benevolence from God.

How to navigate uncertainty now, perhaps like a child’s soul. An innocent trust in love. 

I never had to do anything to receive those blessings— I never had to work too hard, chase too far or go beyond the present moment. Forgiving all what hurts collapses the barricades and in divine timing, we receive.

May we live through life knowing it’s a gift. There will always be gifts when we can’t see clearly. The gift is the miracle that changes our perception to see trust in benevolence.

Amid all the gifts that shatter us, you will always be the sweetest, most miraculous gift, love.