“When you want something, all the universe conspires in helping you to achieve it“
The entrance to my apartment. The front door is left wide open. Is this me?
I close it. Is it that easy?
Only to find it was a dream. Are you sure?
Vivid and clear, with no time lag in between. How strange.
A deep desire to go out to the promenade. To come across a person who did me a favor from a year ago. The only reason I had to speak to him was because of a burning need. To borrow laptop charger. Answering the tug of instinct to go outside. We exchange numbers and smiles too. I’ve been looking for friends to go for evening walks and day hikes.
“When you want something, all the universe conspires in helping you to achieve it” I hear you, Paulo Coehlo!
Sitting on the mat, wrestling the busy mind shouting too much to do and too little time. I rise.
Open the patio door.
Open bedroom windows.
Open bathroom window.
Letting the cross breeze clear out the old. Invite the new energy before the world awakens, the ground shakes and dust sprinkles.
Before the noise consumes silence. The light casting shadows, away from the darkness.
I get dressed. Shielding myself away from the tree. Mindful of the blinds. Mindful of myself.
What is important? I do. Conversations, connections and conduits of fill in the blank.
What is important requires lots of time. Instead of chasing the urgent, focus on the important. And urgency will fade away. White noise of distractions.
Open the door. Close it. Get in the car. Feel the wind blow me awake. Equanimity of constant change in Cape Town.
Where are you going? It says far away.
I’m not going far. I won’t be contactable at all during the eleven days.
As I peer out east, the pink and blue shade replaces the dark blue. Familiar voices ring pleasant, and I remind myself to do what I need to.
Which is this. Finding myself on the blank screen. Not delaying. Listening to the message. Sending one to set up an important meeting.
I kick off the day with gratitude for my abled body, mind and spirit. Grateful for the space and time to continue to choose.
Choose movement.
Choose adventures.
Choose myself.
Because I am clearer and closer. This is progress.