Hope Sunday is going great 😉.
Have you just returned from church?
I am sitting here writing, a true writer as I hear the rain pouring down, I am loving the big raindrops. It’s really pouring down after so many hot days. This summer we’ve collected so much rainwater for the plants. A couple of weeks ago I planted a pomegranate tree for my mum, I was pretty worried about it but now I know it’s going to blossom. The ground was quenching for the rain, and in the evening after the rain has gone, the South African evening light arrives with the sunset forming an ambience for the termites with wings to colour the air. They’re not bad, they don’t bite otherwise I’ll name them “Colour me Bad.” 😉 They’re like tiny helicopters everywhere playing music with their wings and that’s, that’s when you know, that you are truly in Africa.
So, one day I happened to go and see my sister at her workplace to return her phone because that’s life, you happen to go to that area, you kind of say, let me also drop her phone off. Don’t take for granted people who are there for you and happen to do the little things, because when you’re abroad on your own you can hardly rely on someone to drop a phone off at your job if you’ve forgotten it at home, you are pretty lucky if there’s someone there to bring you something warm and nice if you’re feeling really sick. I was lucky to have this in my life at certain times. This is why the universe is so great, it knows so much more than you and me, and it brings you who you need at the right time and place. That’s called trust my friend.
As I dropped off the phone, an old lady came to speak to me. I could tell she really needed to get something off her chest but most of all, she needed someone to speak to, she was carrying some heavy questions and feelings. She told me, “You seem really intelligent please, I’d like to get your view on this.” She asked me how she could write a book, she told me she dreams of travelling and wants to go and see her son in the UK, she said she was seventy years old and recovered really well out of a stroke and two years ago she gave up her motorcycle because she fell off it. You know what, it was impressive, I thought, “Seriously, at sixty-eight you rode a motorcycle, boy oh boy!!!! I don’t think I know anyone who was female and rode a motorcycle at that age.” That right there, that’s optimism you see.
I won’t reveal to you the problem which she told me about. She had heavy questions and was holding tears in until she eventually cried. The constant chitter-chatter and I couldn’t fit in a word. That’s when I realised that this person in front of me is really looking for someone to listen. She’s got no one to talk to apart from two birds which are her pets. So many people around her in the pharmacy and not one person to talk to. The questions were all related to someone else, she told me what happened then asked, “Is this happening to him because he didn’t do things properly, marry, why is so much happening to him?” It seemed to go in the direction of God’s law.
Tell me something friends, what is God’s law actually? As long as God didn’t fly down as an eagle and speak his words to you directly, what are God’s words? I believe God speaks to you through intuition, through signs through you seeing his light in someone else. God to me can be the universe, a bright light, or any shape or form you see it/him/her as. We’re all connected on earth, plants, animals, humans… energy…and so how come those who have never followed a “God” find spirituality? There is some part in every one of us that knows what is moral and what isn’t because we see God/light/spirit in each other and hear each other.
My response before leaving to this lady ended here, “Look Mrs, I don’t know why all this is happening to him, but in my opinion, after what you’re telling me, it could be two things: one, Karma…” She stops me there as if it’s something she didn’t want to hear but at the same time wanting to understand if she had the meaning of Karma correct. “You mean, what goes around comes around?” She asks vulnerably almost wanting to release tears. “Yes, this could just be one reason or the second; to help him become who he is meant to become, to lead him to his purpose. Mrs, don’t wait for him to open the doors for you, open them yourself, be positive and you will see how everything will come together. You have and can see thousands of reasons why something won’t work, or you can see and have thousands of reasons why it will work. Forgive me, I have to go…”
As I got up to leave, she said as if she had an Aha moment, “You mean to make him more humble, these experiences could make him more humble…” “Yes, that’s right, and stay positive okay?” as I left out the door.
I don’t know if I’ve given her hope or darkness or both, but I feel like I gave her a piece of truth and a pair of ears from someone who has seen and lived a lot maybe even parallel to her or not, but she wanted my word for it. It was a meeting waiting to happen I say, for someone to get me to have a conversation with them and for me to give you my full undivided attention you either have to catch me not working, eating, running an errand, having a break at the Toastmasters, setting up a meeting with me or catch me sitting at the table writing in my journal. See how hard it is to catch my attention and my time?
After living so many experiences my answer to this question Why is all this happening? Is it because I, he or she did not follow God’s law? is this.
I believe in what you sow you reap, I believe in the Universal law, you attract your experiences by thoughts, and if you sow good thoughts your reap good, you do good, you act good, you believe in good and you live always with faith and optimism. You see good through reality because if you sow good you reap good and to reap good you sometimes have to go through bad experiences to help you reap what you really deserve and be reborn to your true intentional purpose. T. Dench Patel, 19 February 2020, 17:40
T. Dench Patel