The universe’s perfect plan is so much more graceful, and elegant, and creatively, perfectly scripted than we ever could have attempted to try and sculpt ourselves.
Plot lines, arcing and weaving together…, metaphors…, inner and outer battles being won by activating our soul warrior within…, contraction and expansion.
Perfect timing. Perfect maturing. Perfect recalibration and evolution
The depths and layers of the experiences shaped for us are so much more multidimensional than anything we could orchestrate.
We trust in Perfection. This is Faith.
(size of a mustard seed…?)