Dear Universe

I am my home

On 3/24/26 I wrote on Threads under the Dear Algorithm subject heading: Dear Universe please send a kind human - up for adventures and exploring. Someone to come home & be safe with in our own little world.

I was thinking about a life partner. However, the Universe has answered and in its wisdom it told me the person I was searching for is me. I am learning what it means to be kind to me. I am up for adventures and exploring. I am my own home, my own safe place. I’m enough for me.

Somewhere in the internal calm I found this year, I created a path back to myself. Even better, that path led to who I am now, not just to a former, no longer relevant version of myself. A version that is enough. A version that’s whole, sacred, and good.

To my own surprise this version of myself wants things for me. Not like an iced chai - heavy on the milk, or a new pair of DocMartens, or a new hybrid van. Things that actually matter, like a future where I get to support myself. A future where I have a sense of security because I did the work to create that security. A future where I get to do meaningful work in my community.

So thank you Universe for directing me to myself. Turns out I am my best partner. And sometimes my worst, but I am in control of me (mostly), so that’s mine to do what I will with. Maybe my worst parts aren’t problems to solve, but feelings to feel. Discomfort to sit with. Maybe my worst parts are something to befriend and care for and listen to until they quiet themselves. Perhaps if I love them the same as all my best parts my home inside myself will grow in the best unpredictable ways.

Me in my happy place: the damn garden