Wanting more in life revolves around lack.

Not having, or giving back.

An empty bottomless pit with the air

completely sucked out.

Static bubbles through the space.

But when in lack, you're refusing

yourself for more.

Why cant I have this job?

I hate my job.

Your job that pays your bills.

Your job that keeps you alive.

Of course we'd rather rest.

But imagine all of the people we'd never meet.

The special little occurances we'd never have-

if you never worked at that job.

A customer commenting on your lovely smile,

the compliment that brightened your day

and kept your mouth open as if it were a gate. Allowing people the entry of your most vulnerable insecurity.

Being grateful for that customer is being grateful

for your job.

Live to learn and experience.

Not to one up.

Not to have.

But to live and feel lively.

To experience fresh new abundance

every single day.

Because that is an experience in itself

that we are blessed to have.

And as soon as we see that, we have more.

And it's a beautiful, lovely thing.