The Universe Provides

Sept. 16, 2025

There’s something sacred about the way the universe shows up

not always on our timeline,

not always how we pictured,

but always,

always in motion with us.

Two weeks ago, I walked away from a career that no longer fulfilled me.

No solid plan.

No guaranteed next step.

Just a deep knowing:

this isn’t it.

And I trusted that knowing.

I trusted myself.

I trusted God.

I trusted the universe to meet me on the other side of that leap.

And it has.

Not quietly, not slowly,

but with a brilliance that took my breath away.

The path ahead is lit brighter than I imagined possible,

not because the plan is perfect,

but because I am,

in all of my human imperfections.

I have self-trust now.

I have inner safety.

I have standards, boundaries, and a North Star that doesn’t flicker with someone else’s approval.

And here’s the beautiful part:

All the pain I’ve endured,

the betrayals,

the losses,

the grief that cracked me open,

and the mindfuck that tried to unravel me,

have transformed into Northern Lights on the horizon.

Strange, celestial beauty

guiding me forward.

The universe listens.

It responds,

not to fear, but to alignment.

And when we choose courage,

even when it’s hard,

we make room for magic.

And we learn what we are capable of.

And it is so much more than I ever imagined.

And it can be for all of us—

if we choose it.