When the Universe Hands You a Gift, But You’d Rather Cling to the Struggle


 

Oh, the absolute comedy of it all. A brand-new, custom-tailored, divinely orchestrated opportunity appears—shiny, aligned, dripping in cosmic approval—and in I walk, handing it over like, “Here you go, fresh off the divine press, just for you!”

And what do they do? Do they embrace it? Do they light up with recognition and step forward onto their destined path?

Nope.

They white-knuckle the last option. The one that’s clearly expired. The one they’ve already outgrown. The one that has wrung them dry but still holds the shred of a possibility that maybe, just maybe, if they just squeeze a little harder, suffer a little longer, and beg the universe a little more, they can make it work.

Spoiler alert: They can’t.

But instead of seeing the brand-new door that just magically opened for them, they grip the broken handle of the old one so tightly that they end up suffocating both paths. The new opportunity dims. The old one collapses under its own dead weight. And now? They’ve just solidified more struggle than they ever needed.

And for what? Because change is scary? Because the pain they know is more comfortable than the unknown they don’t? Because their current struggle has become such a core part of their identity that they can’t even fathom existing without it?

And here’s the kicker—this isn't just something I witness once in a while. No, no. This is a constant, recurring theme in my life. It’s like the universe has me on an eternal loop, watching people wrestle their own growth while I stand there, arms crossed, waiting for them to either get it together or admit they’d rather suffer than evolve.

And the most frustrating part? I don’t know why I keep seeing this lesson play out over and over again. But the second I do? You better believe that shadow work will be happening at lightning speed because I am beyond over it.

Watching this cycle unfold outside of me, like some cosmic sitcom rerun, is exhausting. And if there’s one thing I know, it’s that when the universe slaps a pattern in my face this many times, there’s a reason. So, trust and believe—I’ll be cracking this code soon. And when I do?

Game. Over.


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