I am grateful for the abundance flowing into my life.

Abundance has been thoroughly colonized by money, which is a shame, because most of what actually flows in carries no price.

A neighbor with a lemon tree leaves a bag by your door in July because the tree does not know how to stop. Attention from someone who is tired. A song arriving on shuffle at the exact right moment.

None of that is scarce, none of it is earned, and it keeps coming whether or not you are tracking it. The flow was never really the question. Whether anyone was standing under it with a bucket, that is the part you decide.