I believe in the Rule of Three. That is to say, I
believe that whatever you put out into the universe, it comes back to you
three-fold. If you do good things, you’ll get better. If you do bad things,
your life will go to hell in a hand-basket at some point. The idea is one of
the basic concepts of the Wiccan belief system, although I’m sure it can be
found in a lot of other religions.
In my lifetime, I’ve made a lot of jokes about retribution
and the Karma Bus. Often I have suggested that perhaps someone was due to be
hit by the Karma Bus. Generally I was referring to someone being nasty, rude or
mean or inconsiderate and I was uncharitably wishing bad luck on them. (My
bad!) (And no comments on the brutal irony of my negative thoughts please!)
Knowing that I have a tendency to be a bit nasty
myself, I can appreciate that I’ve been way overdue for a visit from that bus.
In keeping with this thought, I’ve been making an effort to smile more and be more
charitable to others. I’ve even been known to give a helping hand now and then.
I’ve been working on being more patient and working on resisting the urge to
drop-kick annoyingly stupid people. (We won’t mention that when I’m happy
people are nicer to me and I get better service in stores.)
This week the Karma Bus was on my block and it hit
me. Big Time!
First: The guy at the sub place gave me my coffee
and breakfast sandwich for free, because I make him smile every time I show up;
or so he tells me.
Second: Tim Horton’s slipped an extra pastry in my
bag and didn’t charge me for it. (Love those mini apple strudels.) Is it bad
that Tim’s knows me by name?
Third: I went to the grocery store and the lady in
front of me invited me to go before her. I declined and she insisted. She told
me that she was certain I had young kids to pick up at school. Who am I to argue? I went ahead, grinning like
a fool because she thought this old gal was young enough to have small kids. Oh
and a customer at the shop where I work thought that my granddaughter was my
baby. *Snicker and laugh*
Fourth: I checked my sales for Corralling the
Cowboy and it’s selling steadily. I’m not rolling in the dough yet, but sales
are increasing.
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| I love this mug! |
Fifth and Finally: When I was checking my email, I received
a notification that I had been granted my Pro Status from the Romance Writers
of America. This makes it official. I am a writer, a PROFESSIONAL WRITER! (While
I am already published, this feels extra special because the writing community
thinks I am a pro.) Okay, this really isn’t that big of a deal, but somehow it
really tickled me and is making me grin like a damned fool. I shared the news
with a friend who said, “We need the little positives in our
lives, especially the ones that validate our success in our ventures.” You
know, he is absolutely right on this!
My point? Oh yeah, I lost track of my train of
thought. LOL. I had never considered that the Karma Bus might bring me good
things, but I am glad that it has. You don’t suppose that I should have bought
a lottery ticket, do you?
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Katie
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