The Universe Replies

Last week I challenged the Universe to quit dishing out bad things to me as I was sick and tired of it. Instead I decided I was going to find things to be grateful for and live in the here and now. As brave as I was to make such a public declaration, part of me was wondering what I was going to bring upon myself with such a defiant attitude…..

Well, the Universe delivered….One or two bad things still happened, but they were things you could look at and still be grateful that it had not been worse. Good things started to happen too. Things that I don’t even remember consciously asking for, but wanted all my life…..It’s like all my Christmases have come at once. And in return all I need to do is keep feeling gratitude for what I have been given and do away with those thoughts that wonder if this is ” all too good to be true”……That’s the bit about living in the here and now because the future is not ours to predict….

Some of the highlights of the week…

1. Jacob has three equally wonderful Birthday Parties…

Cake Had to Be Green....
Cake Had to Be Green….
Sharing Cake with School Friends
Sharing Cake with School Friends
Birthday Party at Mummy's House
Birthday Party at Mummy’s House

2. I found the watch I had been searching for since the 13th of June; it was inside the photocopy machine….don’t ask.

3. I had some beautiful poetry read to me….starting with this one from Andrew Marvell….

To His Coy Mistress

Had we but world enough, and time,
This coyness, lady, were no crime.
We would sit down, and think which way
To walk, and pass our long love’s day.
Thou by the Indian Ganges’ side
Shouldst rubies find; I by the tide
Of Humber would complain. I would
Love you ten years before the flood,
And you should, if you please, refuse
Till the conversion of the Jews.
My vegetable love would grow
Vaster than empires, and more slow;
An hundred years should go to praise
Thine eyes, and on thy forehead gaze;
Two hundred to adore each breast,
But thirty thousand to the rest;
An age at least to every part,
And the last age should show your heart.
For, lady, you deserve this state,
Nor would I love at lower rate.

But at my back I always hear
Time’s winged chariot hurrying near:
And yonder all before us lie
Deserts of vast eternity.
Thy beauty shall no more be found;
Nor, in thy marble vaults, shall sound
My echoing song; then worms shall try
That long-preserved virginity,
And your quaint honour turn to dust,
And into ashes all my lust:
The grave’s a fine and private place,
But none, I think, do there embrace.

Now therefore, while the youthful hue
Sits on thy skin like morning dew,
And while thy willing soul transpires
At every pore with instant fires,
Now let us sport us while we may,
And now, like amorous birds of prey,
Rather at once our time devour
Than languish in his slow-chapped power.
Let us roll all our strength, and all
Our sweetness, up into one ball,
And tear our pleasure with rough strife
Through the iron gates of life:
Thus, though we cannot make our sun
Stand still, yet we will make him run.

So, I guess the learning from this experience has been to never sit back and be a victim when life happens to you. Instead as soon as you are able to; fight back. You might be surprised at just what you call into your life…….

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6 Comments Add yours

  1. Wonderful posting. I love the idea of “fighting back” and not settling for victim mode. Of course, I appreciated the smiles that wove their way into this posting- the watch in the photocopier?? 🙂 Small things such as these make us all realize how blessed we are. Thank you!

    1. It is the small things that matter, you are right. Thank you as always Kimberly:).

  2. Dhanushka says:

    Happy b’day to the little man !!!

  3. Madhawa says:

    Do I see a phoenix in rising! Won’t be long before the Power of Attraction Corporation approaches you :-).

    1. Haha! Yes, they might. Seriously though things changed overnight. Don’t know what the tipping point was. Could patent it…

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