Today, I consider my gifts to this life.
I see that who I am comes with gifts.
Perhaps the way that I love is a gift. The way that I speak is a gift. The way that I care or nurture is a gift. The way that I awaken is a gift. The way that I provoke is a gift. The way that I write is a gift.
I ask myself today: “What are my gifts?” and I make sure that I’m giving them to life, as life has given them to me.
I do not withhold my gifts. I’m generous, but not to the point of depletion. I do not over-give my gifts, I give them with ease, and I recharge.
I take time to rest, time to resource, but I do not get caught there.
I come back, I open, and I give my gifts.
I trust this cycle of my giving, of my sharing… I rely on my gifts as a way of knowing myself.
Today, I give my gifts to life, without fear, without insecurity or doubt… I see my gifts as a part of the way the Divine speaks through me, and I trust them completely.
Today, I give my gifts to life.