Letters to the Universe

Sometimes it feels easier to write to the Universe than to anyone else. It doesn’t interrupt. It doesn’t judge. And somehow, it always listens.

Here’s mine for today:

Dear Universe,
I know I don’t always understand your timing,
but I’m learning to trust the handwriting
you leave in the margins of my days.

Thank you for the moments I thought were detours
that turned out to be directions.
For the people who arrived exactly when I needed them
— even when I didn’t know I did.

If you’re taking requests,
send clarity, courage,
and a little bit of magic
to whoever is reading this.

Signed,
A wanderer learning to let go.

Maybe you should write one, too.
Not for answers —
but for release,
for honesty,
for the simple relief of saying what your heart has been holding.

Sometimes the Universe replies
in quiet ways we only notice
when we slow down long enough
to listen.