The Universe Is Whispering To Me
We often hear loud, clear messages from the Universe when it drops thermonuclear bombs on our heads. We wake up when life throws us a tragedy.
I’m listening more closely at the end of this year with gratitude for not having any real thermonuclear explosions in 2018. I just debated whether I would be superstitiously cautious about talking about my good fortune. Fuck it, I’m grateful and can’t be afraid to say so. I have not been hit in the head with health or relationship crises this year.
Absent loud and clear messages about how to improve for 2019, I instead am hearing whispers about how to steer my ship in the right direction. I don’t have to make big resolutions for change. I will simply set my GPS and compass to point me on the path to constant betterment. Maybe I’ll go back to the Y and start swimming again. Maybe I won’t. Maybe I’ll lose weight. Maybe I won’t.
I only know that I will try to make the right turn at every opportunity for improvement and will naturally be in a better place at this time in 2019.
Listen carefully and be gentle with yourself.
Thank you for reading :)