They say karma never forgets.
Which is comforting, until you’re sitting in traffic wondering if this red light is payback for stealing a pencil in third grade. Maybe it is. Maybe it’s for that half-truth you told last week. Or the time you rolled your eyes at your neighbor’s wind chimes.
But here’s the kicker: karma doesn’t show up with a return label. It doesn’t announce itself like, “Hi! I’m the consequence of that thing you did two Tuesdays ago.” No, it just shows up—sometimes as a stubbed toe, sometimes as a surprise phone call, sometimes as the guy in front of you ordering 14 custom smoothies.
And yet… somehow, all of it converges right here.
This moment.
The now.
Like all the marbles of every past thought, word, and action have rolled downhill to land in your lap—clinking together, awkward, noisy, undeniable.
But instead of freaking out about it, what if you just… noticed?
Not judged, not resisted—just noticed. “Ah. So this is what lifetimes of cause and effect feel like in my knees today.”
Suddenly, the now doesn’t feel like a trap. It feels like a tipping point. Karma may have brought you to the dance, but awareness gets to choose how you move.
Do you repeat the same old pattern? Or do you shimmy in a new direction?
Because while karma might’ve set the table, presence decides whether you reach for the salt—or the serenity.
And if you do it with a little smile, even better.
After all, karma may not forget…
…but it does appreciate good company.
Spiritual Gravity 