On the discomfort of looking outside for happiness

For the last year or so, I’ve been watching problems in my life solve themselves. I can’t explain how it happens, but it happens. I’ve seen difficult people suddenly become easier to deal with. I’ve seen people mature before my eyes as they learn to transition from one activity to the next. And I’ve seen a minor problem at work get solved before my eyes, without any intervention on my part. Left well enough alone, life runs pretty well without me sticking my will in places it doesn’t belong.