The morning of New Year's Day, I was walking in the mist. And because I couldn't see anything around me, step by step, I got lost in my thoughts. I didn't have a goal or a specific intention. I just wanted to walk and stay with whatever came up.
I found myself asking, "is this body mine? Do I own it?"
The first answer that came up was, "it's a gift."
It's a gift that nature gave me to manifest my potential into the material world, into this reality.
I kept walking, feeling the gratitude for this gift that I had received. I felt the responsibility towards it. I came home with a renewed intention to do my best to protect it and make it flourish.
Then this morning, I sat down to write, as usual, with no plans or ideas. And I felt that not only my body is a gift to me.
It is a gift to the world.
I am a gift to this world.
You are a gift to this world.
And there is no other gift like you.
That's why I'm so grateful that you are.