Suddenly my parents were gone. They were prepared for whatever sacrifice democracy required, but the loss was overwhelming. I’ll always feel the abundance of love they’d given me. I believe abundance is staying in close contact with gratitude, appreciating each day’s fullness. Our country is financially poor, but in terms of our people’s wisdom, grace, and decency we’re wealthy. Emerging from thirty years of dictatorship, more than ever I see how abundance requires giving back. Service is the rent we pay for being in the world, a generosity that honors all people on this planet. To be grand means to give. Spiritually, I feel small and ugly if I’m not generous.
Also, abundance involves forgiving, allowing our hearts to get broken, then open again. Forgiveness means letting go of baggage, your grudges, and fears. If you don’t leave these bags behind, you’ll miss the bus. Abundance feels like beautiful, clear water flowing through my soul. It sweeps the dirt away, makes me deeply thankful for all my blessings.
– Hafsat Abiola, Nigerian human rights activist