The Grace of the Unseen Harvest

Dear Friend,

May you come to trust that every act of kindness, however small or unseen, is held in the quiet memory of life. May you find peace in knowing that what you offer in love is never lost, even when it bears no immediate fruit. May you walk gently in the world, with a heart willing to sow beauty without needing to harvest it.

When your efforts feel invisible, may you remember that the soil works in silence, and that transformation often begins out of sight. May your spirit rest in the assurance that your tenderness matters, that your generosity leaves a hidden path of light behind you.

May you be blessed with the grace to give freely, without calculation or demand, and may your soul be nourished by the deep knowing that life carries forward everything you plant with care. In time, perhaps when you least expect it, may the seeds you have forgotten return to you in bloom.

I love You,

Alma