The Door Isn’t Locked

Abundance doesn’t open to force. It opens when you stop gripping what you’re afraid to lose

I used to think abundance came from wanting something badly enough.
Grinding my teeth. Holding my breath. Counting the distance between me and whatever I thought would fix me.

That wasn’t hunger.
That was fear wearing ambition’s jacket.

Gratitude isn’t a thank-you note.
It’s the moment you realize you’re still here after the worst year of your life and you don’t rush past that fact.
You sit with it.
You let it look at you.

I didn’t always do that.
I skipped over the good like it was background noise.
Treated stability like a waiting room instead of a miracle.
Lost things I didn’t know I was already rich in.
By the time I understood, one of them was already gone.

Generosity isn’t charity.
It’s not about being good.
It’s about not being scared.

It’s about loosening your grip when everything in you wants to clench.
Money. Time. Love. Attention.
Especially love.

Abundance doesn’t respond to desperation.
It backs away from it. Quietly. Politely.
Like someone who’s learned what it costs to stay too close to need.

But it leans in when you’re relaxed.
When you give without checking the receipt.
When you stop asking what you’re owed and start acting like you’ve already survived.

Gratitude changes your posture.
You stop hunching like the world is about to take something else.
Generosity changes your reputation.
Life starts trusting you again.

Not because you earned it.
Because you finally stopped trying to control it.

The gateway isn’t dramatic.
No light beams. No choir.
It’s a quiet moment where you realize you’ve been standing in front of the door with your shoulder pressed against it.

You weren’t locked out.
You were holding it shut.

And when you finally step back
it doesn’t swing open all at once.

It just moves enough
for you to feel the air change.

That’s how you know.

// Scorpio Veil