Yesterday, I took a test in Psychologies Magazine, (UK edition, March 2015), to find out how I deal with setbacks. According to my scores, when things go wrong, I feel it’s my fault. Well, it’s true. I do. I spent the past week taking responsibility for the flood in my condo. Was I too happy? Not happy enough? Was my spirit tired, resentful? Had I caught someone’s evil eye? Did I break someone’s heart? Perhaps I shouldn’t have bought my New Year’s sweets from a new store! Were my Persian ancestors mad at me for making a portable Haft Seen?
When my superstitions failed to settle on an explanation, my other beliefs stepped in. Everything happens for a reason, I reminded myself. But, where was the message that the flood had brought me? Did the water wash it away?
Just an hour ago, as I was cleaning the repaired washing machine that had caused the disaster, I finally had my answer. The flood wasn’t a setback, a warning or a bad omen. It was squaring of accounts, literally! In my entire life in Canada, I’ve never had home insurance (I do now)! At an average of twenty dollars a month, I owe the universe over six thousand dollars!
Suddenly, paying Shawn the contractor’s bill, didn’t seem like a punishment anymore!
Sooner or later, we all pay our dues! Now, there is a priceless celestial message!
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