So often I find myself living in lack. Lack of money, lack of the material goods I think I need, lack of space to put all my stuff, lack, lack, lack. The truth is this is an illusion. I am not living in lack but living in an overflowing cup of abundance, supplied with unending love and affection. I am abundantly taken care of. Never have I gone hungry nor without shelter. Abundance flows around me in my beautiful home, the peaceful retreat of my backyard. There the birds sing their morning songs and the light, oh the magical morning light! How it dances between the trees flushing green to gold.