This trip has felt an invitation to allow in something I’ll call– easy destiny. Like many abstract things in life, maybe we can define it by knowing what it isn’t. It’s not having to earn where you’ve landed, like only the gruel has allowed you to deserve it. It’s not the pride of being a doer– though I am one and have prided myself for that. It’s not even finding identity in ferocity– though I do that too and love this in myself more than most anything else.

It’s just breathing out and feeling like– wow, this is meant for me just because it is. Not because I fought for it, not because I’m this type of person. It’s meant for me because it just is.

I’ve seen streets signs and turned the wheel into brand new and unexpected places that somehow felt like home. Woken up and had a glorious hike to redwoods and waterfalls just because the trail name appealed to me. Caught sunsets in all the special, secret places just because it felt like the right place to pull off the road. Met hundreds of elephant seals on the whim of arriving at a state park just as a tour was starting and the ranger answering “is it worth it?” with “oh I think so”.

I’ll always be proud of the effort I’ve taken in my life and how it’s certainly the reason I am where I am physically and otherwise. But seeing how effort pairs with that which requires no effort, because it was always ours to begin with.

Easy destiny. Even if it doesn’t always come to us, even if we spend just as much time in failed attempts or backwards stumbles– we can still believe in this. 

Moment of Gratitude: We can practice finding one moment that’s meant for us, and then the next, until every moment is.