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a cup with holes in it.

love doesn’t hurt. it’s what’s not love that hurts.

if you don’t become the love, safety and abundance you seek, you won’t know it when you have it. you will not know the difference between what you want (the real thing) and what you don’t (its opposite or a cleverly disguised substitute). if you don’t become the source, you will continue to seek outside yourself. you will settle for less. this will keep you in a cycle of survival, which keeps the real thing away, and delays or obstructs the flow of blessings into your life.

why? because a person starving wouldn’t know the difference between breadcrumbs and the entire loaf, fresh from stale, a stolen loaf from bread baked just for you. the real thing is wasted on a person who is starving for it. we can’t have it all until we remember we are whole. the cup, the vessel, must repair the holes punched into it by the energy of lack.

and it’s ok. some of us learn from contrast: experiencing many years, or even lifetimes of struggle, so that we may fully transform, understand and receive. even if we have had our eye on the prize from birth, sometimes the longest, steepest path is the surest. because by the time we arrive, we can trust ourselves to bring the deepest reverence and respect for the magnitude of our blessings, having cleared away the false clouds of deprivation and scarcity. we will have stepped into the version of ourselves that was meant to know, recognize and hold what’s ours. realizing we didn’t need anything outside of us to become who we came here to be.