My soul suckers don’t get this.
My inner teenager doesn’t understand the difference.
My Soul knows: reaching is different from grasping.
When I grasp, I become like a repelling force with tunnel vision. The Universe is there trying to help, but I can’t see it or receive it.
When I reach, I’m open to all possibilities, from the one in front of me to all kinds of surprises and synchronicities.
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