What is the alternative to believing that we are perfectly placed? To believe we deserve all that comes our way? Or, the classic, to believe that we have bad luck? Or perhaps, we may just see it as the world is corrupt. When we identify ourselves with these concepts, that we are victims to life, how can there be movement? But when we see that we are perfectly placed, we are still in movement. We didn’t make any stops, we are learning that moments come and go, only to show us that which we have in ourselves. That we are simply being perfected on our journey.