As I learn my lessons on my re-engaged spiritual journey, I come to the realization how much the Universe/Spirit/Gods have attempted to communicate with me and how beneficent it/they really are.
In the last couple years, I’ve experienced some very large and very radical changes in my life. Large, radical, and unpleasant changes in my life. But looking back, I realize that they were wished for changes. Wishes that I put out there and then didn’t do anything to accomplish them.
Before this current chapter of my life, I worked a job in corporate America and I hated it an unbelievable amount. For years I wished for a different job – any job. And I had a few offers. I turned them down, though, because they weren’t paying what I needed in order to support my household. As the years went on, I started wishing that I didn’t have my job anymore – and I ran into a series of supervisors who hated me and coworkers who actively sabotaged me. Then I wished that I could have a supervisor that would just let me do my job in peace so I could be my best and not have to worry about being fired. I applied for and was transferred to another department where my supervisor let me do pretty well whatever I wanted. But I was still miserable, and soon I found myself wishing that I couldn’t work so I would be relieved of the responsibility of having to and absolved of the guilt of quitting. I now have a permanent nerve injury that prevents me from using a computer for long periods of time the way a normal corporate job requires. I had to leave work and find something else to do.
So, here I am, wish by wish finding my way back home and am now doing what I wished I could do since I was younger – read tarot cards, focus on my spiritual journey, and helping other people. Reflecting back on the last many years of my life, I can see that I have always gotten what I wanted from life – perhaps not the way I wanted it, but I had wished for it and the Universe/Source/Spirit/God(s) had given it to me. When I sat back and whined and wished, they were often granted in an unfortunate (yet economical) way. When I strove to achieve my own wishes, outcomes were more positive.
So now, in my night of reflection, I’ve realized that wishing IS enough. But it’s better if you’re specific, and you help your wish along with your own efforts. I will now apply the lessons of mindfulness – I will pay attention when I find myself wishing, make sure I am both vague and specific enough, and I will make sure I apply my own energy to ensure the most positive fulfillment of my wish. And I will remember something that my car tries to remind me every single day:
Dreams Come True
