“If you love something, set it free. If it comes back, it’s yours. If it doesn’t, it never was.”
We’ve heard this phrase countless times, often in the context of relationships. But what if the ‘something’ isn’t a person, it’s our need to be understood?
The ways of the universe are simple. We complicate them. We layer our projections onto its quiet rhythms, hoping to shape reality into something more palatable, more predictable. But in doing so, we often block the very flow we seek, hindering the universe’s ability to function.
Need is a subtle force. It masquerades as longing, as desire, as hope. It whispers, “If only they understood me…” “If only I could explain…” “If only I were seen…”
Yet when we are needy, when we grasp, plead, or demand, we block the very abundance we yearn for. We may be unknowingly closing the door to the things we say we desire: sustenance, connection, well-being, even a soulmate.
The moment we need to be understood, we place our truth in someone else’s hands. We tether our worth to their perception. And in that tethering, we lose something sacred, our sovereignty.
To be misunderstood is not a failure. It is a rite of passage. It is the universe asking, “Can you still stand in your truth, even when no one claps?” The paradox is this: The moment you no longer need to be understood, the world begins to understand you. Not because you shouted louder, or explained better, but because your energy shifted. You became a clear signal in a noisy world.
When we release the need to be understood, we do not become invisible. We become luminous. We become free.
What is a miracle but the universe in motion? Synchronicity. Serendipity. Convergence. These are not accidents. They are the choreography of surrender. Miracles are not loud. They do not arrive with fanfare. They slip in quietly, like dawn through a cracked window. They come when we stop grasping, when we stop pleading, when we stop needing.
The moment we release that need, not with bitterness or resignation, but with quiet empowerment, we become aligned with the universe’s flow. We stand in our own truth, unshaken by misunderstanding, unburdened by the need to explain.
And that is when miracles occur, when we stop trying to control it.
So let go. Let go of needing to be understood. Let go of needing to be validated. Let go of needing to be anything other than what you are.
And watch. Watch how the world begins to respond. Watch how the right people find you. Watch how clarity arrives. Watch how your truth, once whispered, becomes a song others recognize.
Your miracle is waiting. It’s not far. It’s just on the other side of need. Your miracle will arrive in the blink of an eye.
“Miracles are not contrary to nature but only contrary to what we know about nature.”
– Saint Augustine
Charisse Renee Glenn
I have done exactly this last week! It has been an Amazing journey this new chapter in my Life! The Universe has given me everything I’ve asked for it feels wonderful! I am in my new place, n a new State n a place of comfort and Safety for me to thrive. Letting go of so many things that have held me back from being my Best Self! Putting Me First hasn’t been an Easy path, however, it was necessary! I’ve never felt more alive, more confident, more peaceful mentally, physically and spiritually!
Thank you my namesake for being a vessel of Love along this Journey!
God Bless You! Love ya Charisse Renee
Ray Anthony
I never knew my real father. I was an only child. I had to learn at 10 years old that my father that I’m named after wasn’t even my father. After they divorced, I was left alone to struggle and survive my abusive mother who made it quite clear, countless times, that I was not her priority in life.
Lost, scared and without guidance – I fell into a few unhealthy relationships way too young at the age of 16. Needless to say, this resulted in me having to become responsible for my own child at an early age, leaving no opportunity to focus on nurturing and healing my inner child and led me on a lifelong path of trial and error that spanned over the course of two decades – as I became a father to 4 more children with a mentally unstable person. It took me a lot of growing up to realize that, although, they were my children – subconsciously, they were also the friends and family members that I never got to have. But, of course, as we all grew together, I had to come to terms with the fact and accept that their lives are their own and that eventually they could no longer play that role in my life anymore. I wouldn’t have it no other way.
But needless to say, with no other family, even at my age of 41, now – As a father of 5 children that have been misled and misguided by their mothers while I spent their entire lives trying to teach them well – watching them become estranged while they grow and sort through their confusion – I always played the hero and healer, knowing that it gave me a sense of purpose. A way to redeem myself and earn love through sacrifice. They’re young adults now so needless to say – There’s no denying that this path of solitude has been lonely.
Underneath the mask of the man that I am today – I still feel like a motherless child – left alone with my arms stretched out, crying out for a mother or a father… who doesn’t exist – no one to reach out to – as the world passes me by.
The only sense I’ve managed to convince myself of all this is that – one thing I know for sure…..Only a broken heart can tell us what love truly is. And maybe that’s been the purpose for the life that I’ve experienced. Maybe I’m being made into something so rare and beautiful that I have yet to comprehend where I belong yet. Because, understandably, with no frame of reference, I’ve yet to encounter anyone at all that can fully understand my experiences.
And so, I’ve said all this as a background for you to understand what I mean – without further nurturing the need to be heard or understood – when I say “Thank you” for this article. I needed it. #respect – Ray Anthony