Blog 2035 – 04.21.2021
Another Take On Great Expectations
Charles Dickens was not the first nor the last to view life from a Murphy’s Law perspective or worse from a “No good deed goes unpunished” point of view. I have found a more positive angle and let me tell you it is a lot more fun. That is not to say that I did not have my own “blue or black period” where everything I touched seemed to turn to dust and every dream seemed on its death bed or destined to die a lonely unfulfilled death.
How did I turn my life around unlike Dickens’ Pip? Well, first I started to view my life from a slightly skewed perspective. Head on and straight in the face really was not working for me, but surprisingly out of the corner of my eye I began to see a deeper meaning, a plan developing, a divine intervention to my everlasting benefit. About ten years ago the words to a very personal mantra came to me and except for a word or two I have used it unchanged ever since : “I am so glad and grateful that everything that I could ever want or need is already mine and coming to me at just the right time and in just the right way from my loving and infinite source.”
It never ceases to amaze me that what we expect is what comes to us more often than not, especially if we can maintain a studied disinterested in any particular how or when and allow the Universe some wiggle room to do it’s magic. And yes, I no longer believe in many of the things that I was taught to believe in as a child – that we were born in sin or that there is a burning hell yawning before us, being but two guilt trips that I chucked long ago. Yet I do still believe in magic. The dictionary defines magic as:
I particularly like the number 2 definition, as I happen to hold that it is through the combined power of our thoughts and words that we create our reality. Oh, our deeds are important too, but not nearly so much as the first two that set the stage for the real magic show. Thanks to a good friend in Wisconsin I received a replacement to the pocket medallion that I had carried for years, but lost last summer. I had lost it many time over the years, but it had always found it’s way back to me, like magic.
“May the meditations of my heart and the words of my mouth be acceptable in my sight, my strength, and my redeemer. Amen and Aye Women.”
Your friend and fellow traveler,
From The Heart