If I think I know what the universe has in store for me, I’m wrong.
If I’m trying to figure it out, I’m in for some disappointment.
If I think I can control it, I’m out of my mind.
My purpose in life is WAY above my pay grade. The universe is far more complex than I will ever fathom. Which is why the universe looks out for me and not the other way around.
The best thing I can do to discover my purpose is get out of the way and watch what happens.
My job is to go with it. To love the gift of an entirely benevolent universe always delivering me to exactly where I am supposed to be at exactly the right time in exactly the right way to experience perfect bliss.
Delivering me there no matter what I think should happen and no matter what I do and no matter how hard I argue with it.
I can think or do anything and the result will always be the same: me, exactly where I should be, at exactly the right time, in exactly the right way.
That’s the fun of doing things. I do them just to be at play in the universe. To find out what gifts will come of THIS ...and THIS ...and how about THIS?”
It does me no good to try to outsmart the universe, to unlock the universe’s gifts. Because they’re always here. They are always being given.
My job is to experience them.
To love what I AM and to love what IS.
That’s my whole job.