When I found out that myself and one of my roommates might be fortunate enough to be able to rent a three-bedroom house located on the same property as my job, I went straight into gotta get it mode. My first reaction was to make it happen matter what!
Within less than one week, I realized that I had stepped from my path, and on to an entirely different path, one of selfishness and short-sightedness.
Maybe I have learned a few of life’s lessons after all since I did catch myself before the fall this time.
I had stopped living with the Universe, and once again started trying to control it. Yes I know, it can’t be done.
Seeing the errors in my thinking, I let it all go, admitting to the Universe that maybe the house just wasn’t meant to be.
Two days ago, the day that we were told that the house would be ours if we still wanted to rent it, I was shocked, but not at all surprised. I hope that makes sense.
We moved in yesterday, changed the locks today, and have been finding furniture this evening.
I continue to build my new life on the rubble of my old life, one fantastic day at a time, not armed with knowledge learned from life experiences, but knowledge learned from the signs of the day and the moment.
September 1, 2019