When your right hand feeds your left, does the left applaud?

Of course not. It's all one body.

True giving flows without praise.

Water seeking its level.
Breath filling empty lungs.
Blood circling back to heart.

The moment you give to be noticed, love becomes theater.

The moment you count the cost, grace becomes business.

Real generosity dissolves the giver.

Only hunger remains.
Only answer.
Only flow.

When you forget you're giving, you remember what's true:

You are one body tending itself.