
2011-09-19
Seeking Beauty

2010-04-30
Who creates what?
A recent event though was so powerful and striking, that I felt the need to write it down. In the beginning of this year, after using all my accumulated vacation days in 2009 in order to travel to Merryland to be with my true love, I wished I would be given more vacation days this year as well, fully paid, of course. And I wished for enough money to pay all my travel expenses.
My significant other (who calls himself The Knittee, as he is the recipient of my knittings, so we may stick to that name here for a while) and I always play a little game when it comes to unexpected experiences. We search who intentionally or unintentionally created this, knowing that everyone in this magical world is calling forth whatever comes their way. It's really fun to do; as it allows observing without beating oneself up at the same time. But enough of the prologue and let me launch into the adventures we shared in April.
After spending wonderful 10 days at my place, we were to travel together to Merryland by plane to add another week there. It was a one-stop flight via Amsterdam, and although it started very smoothly, our first flight was delayed by more than one hour. And as hard as we tried, by the time we arrived at the next gate panting, it had already closed. The plane still stood right in front of us, but they wouldn't let us in anymore. I guess the security crew had already left this gate and they weren't able to check us anymore. Anyhow, we were scheduled for the next flight - the NEXT DAY same time. So far so good, but we weren't given a free hotel room. How we were supposed to spend the night was answered by a shrug with the shoulders and the information, that we could try to file for a reimbursement if we decided to spend the night at a hotel.
Both of us tend to see an opportunity in whatever comes our way, so we got a hotel room and head out for Amsterdam. The Knittee had never been there before, so this was THE chance to take a peek. He later admitted that he might have created this, as he had silently entertained the idea, that staying in a hotel in Amsterdam wasn't such a bad idea at all. He was right. We had a magnificent time there.
So my stay in Merryland was cut short for one day, but we really enjoyed every bit of it, taking a lot of flower pictures and enjoying every moment profusely. Then I received a mail by a friend who advised me to check the internet if my flight back was canceled, because a volcano had erupted in Iceland. She was right. My flight WAS canceled, and after what seemed like an odyssey - of which I want to spare you the juicy details - I was able to get a ticket for the following Saturday: ONE WEEK LATER than usually planned.
I was a bit concerned about my job, didn't want to lose any vacation days which I might need in the course of the year. But nonetheless we had such a wonderful time, that I embraced the gift with open arms and put all my trust in the universe. The whole week was amazing. Plus the fact that I started to find money on the street again, just like I did last year when I needed a car without knowing how to finance that.
2009-09-23
Every Cloud Has Its Silver Lining
I have been away for a while, skylarking in Neverland - so to speak - with my special ONE, not spending a thought on work or worries. The twelve days, we had together, went by like quicksand, and we strongly suspect some conspiracy out there, eager to steal our time. ;-))) Now we have to fall back on the means of modern technoligy to connect. Which turned out to be a bit shaky, after I came back.
In order to avoid destitution we planned on trying skype. We had been draggin our feet before, because the Neverland w-lan is not very consistent. Only the times called for drastic measures now. But when I came home I had to discover that my internet was down. I called my provider immediately on Friday and was fobbed off with a technician's appointment no sooner than Monday. At the same time I tried to find out, if there is another way to call the Ruler of Neverland under more fortunate conditions. I have an international flat rate, but it covers only landlines - which are not available on the end I wanted to connect with ;-))). When I talked to my provider asking if there is something like a favorite-number-plan, their system was down, so they couldn't really tell. By the time they had their information back, they found out that the flat rate indeed does not cover cell phones. I talked to maybe 5 different people from that company in the course of this issue, only to hear, that they could not help me out.
But aid was on its way in the form of a fellow knitter, who knew a website that would name call-by-call numbers for international calls to cell phones. So we had something to go on. But since they change their prices around midnight, I still would have needed my internet back.
During lunch break I mailed this to Neverland and was almost ranting and raving about the poor service of my provider. Catching myself in the act I reconsidered the whole matter. Maybe this was just THE key to present us an unforeseen possibility to get in touch with each other. So I ended my mail with a confident note, that the universe would provide us with all the necessities. Little did I know by then that I was right.
Monday came, along with the technician. Neither could he fix the line, he did not even stop at my appartment to talk to me about the further procedure. I wonder why I had to leave work early that day in order to be available to him ;-))). When it got later and later I called the provider myself (again) to find out that they would give it another try on Tuesday. BUT against all odds, just on the off chance that this employee might know something the others had been unaware of, I asked her if there was a possibility to get my international flat extended to cell phones as well.
And I was granted my wish. This woman told me, that the flat rate had been upgraded for some countries, since most of their citizens were using mainly cell phones. Hooooray. Of course, they did not upgrade my flat automatically when they made the change, but it will cost the same price and this helpful lady arranged an amendment of my contract immediately. I will have to wait some days until I get the confirmation and it will take effect. But on Tuesday my internet got repaired as well, and for the time being I can tide myself using call-by-call numbers.
To me this came as a miracle. I had asked several people of that company over and over without any luck. And right after sending an email full of confidence, that it would all work out to our benefit, I happen upon the ONE person that has the solution right up their sleeve. So I ask myself, what would have happened if I had just cursed and sworn in that email?
So I will keep on being optimistic, as there is another matter that needs to be remedied. The generous universe that granted the Ruler of Neverland an unlimited amount of text messages free of charge (outgoing and incoming), has now stated that international texts are excluded from that policy. And they are planning to charge him big time for the previous two months (happy anniversary btw. LOL).
Dear Universe, please help us find some solution, as we do enjoy texting a lot and we would miss it immensely. I trust that whatever you come up with will be better than what we already had. You always do. So I keep my mind open for all possibilities, may it be text messages or something way better, which exceeds my imagination at the moment. Since putting my confidence in writing helped so much yesterday, I thought I might use this hotline for what it was originally intended. ;-)))
Namaste
2009-09-01
The Creative Power of Thoughts
And it gets still better. Just like me he wrote down all the things he was looking for in a woman and in a relationship. Which all apply to me !!!!!!! We already asked ourselves, if we had dreamed the other one up. But he really exists. Amazing, isn't it? The chances to find an equally out-of-the-box thinker are very slim, but to find one who shares all the other interests of me as well? They are tiny!
2009-07-03
Telepathy
I sometimes even don't know if an idea really belongs to me or if my mind is like a receiver picking up things that are broadcasted by the universal radio. Especially when I have thoughts which are excellent. LOL Who has the copyrights on ideas anyway if it so happens that sometimes two independent people come up with the same idea at once without having even talked to each other before?
Having said that I want to relate what occurred this morning. A very nice pen pal of mine, whom I in touch with since a short while now, wrote me that his mother took a bad fall and was a bit under the weather. She seems to be accident-prone and often creates situations like this in order to get more attention by doctors. So I thought why not write that nice old lady a card so the need for being noticed would be satisfied a little bit. Then I thought it might be very intrusive to do so and not my place.
This morning however I was told that some friends of his had just did what I had planned and thus executed "my" idea. Funny isn't it? It proves to me that we are all connected.
And it reminded me of something that happened when I was still with my last boyfriend. There were times when he was unemployed and extremely short on money. He felt very bad about it, almost ashamed. During this time he lost 50 bucks. I don't quite remember in which way. Some stupid payment or something broke down. All I remember is that there was a hole of 50 bucks wallet. I would have volunteered to fill it, but did not want to hurt his pride. So I planned to furtively slip a bill of 50 into the pocket of his trousers the next time I was at his place - we did not live together - in order to spare his feelings. He would find it and think he forgot all about this money, but it was righteously his.
The very next morning he called and told me that he had put on a pair of trousers he is only wearing rarely. And believe it or not, he found a 50 buck note in his back pocket. Cross my heart I didn't put it there. I haven't even been in the vicinity of these pants. But I was relieved that the job had been taken care of.
Imagine what we could create if we learned who to use this mechanism deliberately.