Joshua N'Gon: Last Prince of Alkebulahn.
Every story you'll ever tell, every gift you'll ever give, and every light you'll ever share comes from your internal universe. If that
universe runs on empty, you're not creating – you're just rearranging someone else's stars.
Think about trees for a moment. Before offering shade, fruit, or shelter, they spend years growing deep roots, drawing up nourishment, and strengthening their core. They don't apologize for taking what they need. They don't feel guilty about converting sunlight into energy. Their giving is simply an overflow of their own
abundance.
Here's the counterintuitive wisdom that changed everything for me: The world doesn't need your sacrifice – it needs your sustainability. Your overflow. Your abundance. Not the scraped-bottom-of-the-barrel kind of giving that leaves you hollow, but the kind that flows naturally from a well so full it can't help but spill over.
I see too many beautiful souls trying to pour into
others from cups riddled with holes. They're running on spiritual credit and emotional fumes, living in perpetual drought while trying to make it rain for everyone else. That's not generosity – that's self-sabotage dressed up as service.
So here's your assignment this Christmas week. Treat your inner well like it's the last water source on planet Arrakis. Guard your peace like it's the rarest element in the universe. Fill
yourself until you overflow – not because you're selfish, but because you're finally ready to be truly generous.
Remember what Uncle Marcus understood in those hills: You can't fake abundance. You either have it, or you're just recycling scarcity.
Until next week, keep filling your well. The world is thirsty for your overflow, not your empty
promises.
P.S. Uncle Marcus still disappears to the mountains occasionally. But now we know he's not running away – he's running toward himself. Sometimes, that's the longest journey of all.
Merry Christmas.
Peace, love and power.
