- Monica Patrice Wallace

- Aug 19
- 1 min read
imagine the universe trying to bless you abundantly.
but you only have a small container.
a rigid, limited view of how blessings can come.
maybe you believe love has only one shape.
maybe you believe wealth can only come through struggle.
maybe you believe life can only be safe if you control every detail.
and so, the blessings pour —but overflow. spill out. never received.
because the mind clings to what it knows.
it shrinks possibility into something familiar.
it convinces you that expansion is dangerous, when in truth, it’s the only way blessings can land.
this is the work of healing —making more room inside yourself.learning to widen the container. allowing blessings to arrive in unexpected forms.

because you were never meant to sip from a thimble when the ocean has always been yours.




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