This woman holds a bowl of earths, a present. But is she giving or the recipient of the gift? Either way she’s smiling. Her bowl is full, but just. Any more would be too much and her treasure would tumble over.
I believe that this is how our spiritual gifts come to us, in just the right measure. I’ve noticed how, as I develop my understanding of Buddhism and Tarot, life gives just the right help at the right time. It arrives in the form of an experience or a person or even something as random as my taking notice of some graffiti that contains a message. The gift is just what I need to further my understanding. It’s not more than I am capable of absorbing, not less, just the right amount of knowledge. Thanks life!
Any experiences of spiritual gifts that you’d like to share?