Getting help from above...

I shimmy over to the passenger seat, put on my seat belt, wind down the window, feel the breeze on my face and just try to enjoy the ride. It's kind of out of my hands now. I tried my best - even if it was a poor showing. The universe is driving now and I'd like to think that it wants to me to live my greatest life and it knows the way I should be going in order to get there. As I sit back I contemplate how important talking to the universe has been in my life. And not really because it would be like a god that would answers my prayers, but more so in the place it puts me in. Focus. Reflection. Vertical communication. Surrender, to the powers that be and those that may not be. And so: Hope.