From Waiting to Movement

Something completed for me this morning.

Not intellectually.
Somatically.
Quietly.

I saw how a real spiritual insight from years ago
turned into a frozen strategy.

Not out of fear.
Out of reverence.

I didn’t want to mess it up.

So I waited.

What I see now is simpler — and more adult:

I was never meant to wait for provision.
I was meant to move from source.

Alignment first.
Action second.
Money as expression, not savior.

So today I formalized it.

A prayer.
A practice.
A reminder on the wall.

Not to ask life to deliver something to me —
but to let life move through me.

That chapter feels complete now.

Which means I get to do what comes next.

I’ll make money.
I’ll build.
I’ll create.
I’ll take responsibility for the work that’s mine to do.

Just not from lack.
Not from waiting.
Not from outsourcing fulfillment.

Action is sacred
when it flows from emptiness.

Time to move.