I’m the first to admit I’ve hit a bit of a purple patch of late. After a particularly tough few months where I began to question every little thing about myself, suddenly the stars have aligned and I’ve been revelling in a never before seen cloudburst of blessings.
And so it leads people to comment on this run of luck, that I somehow just managed to randomly in the right place at the right time to be the benefactor of such blessings.
|The lovely Nat (as mentioned) with my sister & I|
But my lovely friend Nat had a different perspective: “You have certainly created some good opportunities for yourself” she complimented me. Another friend Kylie offered “you’ve just set the right balls in motions these last few months” when I joked how I’d gone from zero to hero in the flash on an eye. It gave me pause, and you know what? I had to agree: it can’t alone have come down to just plain providence. The universe has had a big hand to play, as has being proactive.
I learned the value of this sort of positive behaviour last year, when my all-time celebrity Everest of crushes, Oprah, came to town. It was my most coveted life-long wish to attend one of her shows so I set about showing the universe why I was worthy of recipient of this dream come true experience. And it worked!
I also think sometimes luck comes along when you are really due a break. Like being presented with a dream opportunity to meet world acclaimed medium Deb Webber. I’d spent months beseeching the universe to give me a sign I was on the right track by trying to follow my dreams. This was the moment that set the winds of change in motion. I even said so out loud. And the universe listened as I thanked it.
I also like to think winning the recent Sealy Australia “Sleeping On The Job” competition was more than a mere fluke. Sure I was lucky the judges thought one of my entries was worthy of being shortlisted, but when it came to crunch time and I was required to vie for votes against other four equally worthy potential winners, I had to peel myself out of my comfort zone and literally start begging! Normally I’d be far too self conscious to do this but determinedly told myself pride be damned! 96 hours later after it consuming my life and I was so relieved to see my hard work (and result of being thrust out of my comfort zone) had paid off.
We all face highs and lows in life. I’ve certainly experienced my fair share of each! But it was during a visit to a well known psychic earlier this year, that it was explained to me we each have pre-ordained periods in our life when it’s our perfect time to achieve and shine. I was in the midst of mine now and if I didn’t make the most of these divine opportunities, I’d have another 9 year cycle ahead before my pinnacle would return. It was the celestial kick up the butt I needed.
There has been no silver platter borne my way; each blessing has been earned some way or another. I’ve also felt the sting of rejection far too often this year as well, but not giving up has gained me some rewards.
It’s been a very timely lesson to me that those dark days I endured when I wondered whether it was worth all the angst to pursue these lofty dreams that surrendering and trusting the process can help more than you may know. That and reminding myself that what Oprah orates is true: “Luck is a matter of preparation meeting opportunity”.
Amen to that!