Yesterday I told a friend that I had a newfound faith, partly religious/spiritual/mystical, and partly in myself, but ‘faith’ is not quite right, because it implies (to me) hope, which implies a certain positive expectation about the future. What I meant is more an awareness of and openness to possibilities – coincidences – surprises – the unexpected, and a confidence that I’ll find happiness in them, whatever they may be.
What it means is that I stop trying so hard to make things happen. Instead, I work at being myself, and then see how the world responds. In other words, I believe I’ve found my project