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Meh:
What a relief :)  Thank god.  Maybe the world isn't such a bad place after all, it's so easy for mind to run away with fearful expectations.

Been away from board for a while.

sKePTiKal:
Hops, despite all the yucky stuff I've had to hose off myself and climb up through over the years... I FIRMLY believe that there are wavelengths of light and goodness and kindness and "happy" that are always there in the universe; and "all the love that you've been giving has all been meant for you". It's the other kind of karma. Not Woo. Flip side of the bad kind of karma.

YES, there are people like this gentleman that embody that; are channels for that wavelength. And yes, chance meetings and long associations, even of a superficial type can yield amazing things. I'm trying to figure out a way to be/do that, myself. I've been the beneficiary of the same kind of thing a few times in my life. Time for me to find a way to continue the tradition, ya know? Clearly, it was YOUR TURN to experience this. You've been "in line", quite long enough.

A friend of mine, has young adult daughters that were adopted out of the slums of Brazil; the Favelas. There's recently been an up close & personal, life changing encounter with the truth that "life happens while we're making plans" for one of the daughters. Both of them, he discovered, still believed that if they were responsible for any dishonor or transgression that they would exiled from the family; sent away. (They had been sold into trafficking to drug mafias as small girls.) My friend took that personally at first ("after all this time and how we've cared for them!") until I explained that it may take the girls the rest of their lives to learn that yes, it's OK to trust in good things - they are just as real as the awful bad things that exist in this life. And the probability of the same exact bad things happening to anyone again, are extremely low. The girls simply haven't acquired enough evidence of that yet; it takes years and years. And every little bad thing that happens as a course of normal life, becomes a potential threat for the really bad awful shtf kind of experience again. Once burned, twice shy kind of thing.

It's something that I reflected, applies to us here a bit. We've all lived through and endured some bad stuff; to the point that it has affected who we are as people - until we start to peel that stuff off and find out who we really are; until we start to explore and discover the OTHER parts of life. Contrary to our fears, we aren't banned or exiled from the "good stuff". Being and feeling happy isn't guaranteed to bring an automatic mean & nasty response. I think maybe there's a lot of treasure to mined in that aspect of things... the good stuff... and why people don't simply accept that as openly as they do the bad karma that flings collateral poo everywhich way on innocent bystanders. (I KNOW there is for me; it's just a suggestion for you all.)

Twoapenny:

--- Quote from: Hopalong on February 12, 2016, 06:23:59 PM ---happyhappyhappy
luckyluckylucky
gratefulgratefulgrateful

And here's some inexplicable WOO WOO (to cheer anybody who's not doing a happydance just now...). In my long-winded way:

There is a nice gentleman from my childhood church I normally run into about every 15 years for 5 minutes. I usually say hi, remember me, I'm X and Y's daughter and he always says, Of course! How are you, etc? And that's it.

So. Here's the woo woo part. Two weeks ago, I ran into him at a grocery store and we had a nice 5-minute chat in front of the produce. It was nice and as ever I felt very touched that he remembers who I am from 30+ YEARS AGO. I mean, really! My parents didn't even stay at that church...when I went to college they went to a different one.

So a week after seeing him I spotted this job listing, went to the organization's website and noticed that HE IS ON THE BOARD OF DIRECTORS. So you betcha, I called him and just asked for his insight about organizational issues and any wisdom (telling him up front I was applying...). And when I did go to the formal interview, the first thing the director mentioned was that she'd just seen him. I wondered whether she'd find that threatening, but I just said Oh he was great! I called to ask his wisdom about what the issues are. And she just wanted to know what he said, and I shared it all transparently. And she seemed to feel fine about it.

It's not the only reason I got the job but it had to have helped.

And the WOO part is why the heck did that happen? Why did I happen to run into this elderly acquaintance and just a week later find that I could have a lovely, honest talk with him about the organization, and a week after that, be HIRED?

It's just too much good luck. My brain doesn't know what to do with it, with luck...except be grateful.

But really. WOO.

(And if it can happen for me WOO can happen for others. I sure hope. My agnosticism hurts.)

 :lol:

love,
Hops

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Hopsie, sometime I think the universe/God/karma or whatever you want to call it looks down and says "Do you know what, this one needs a bit of fairy dust sprinkling her way".  And equally that's true for the people that have hired you; some organisations want and welcome honesty, proactive staff and opportunities to hear what might need a bit of work on because they want to improve and be the best they can be.  They've got a great asset for their company now and you've got a great job so I think you've all experienced a bit of woo woo just recently and I think, most importantly, YOU VERY MUCH DESERVE IT!!! :) XX

Hopalong:
Ahh, thanks Tupp. That's a kind fantasy.

I guess my best answer to the woo that puzzles me is that life became inexplicably compassionate and something good happened and in the sense that I talk about those things a lot, I ought to allow myself to believe in the hopeful things I wish for others.

Evil is banal but there's a mystery to good things happening. As a child I was taught the word "grace" but there's no good thought system (for me) in which grace gives me a nice new job but doesn't pluck a toddler out of the sea. "Mystery" works better for me. I guess I have to just re-accept that compassion exists, and keep feeling and accepting it. Even if I don't understand the source, it sometimes appears.

There are tsunamis, and there are crocuses poking through snow. Neither makes sense, but both exist. What allows me to enjoy the crocus is good luck intersecting with receptivity. It also means I better not forget to be grateful and to share. Because every day afloat is a gift.

Who knows, maybe the subconscious contains the woo. And mine sent a chat to the wrong inbox.

Maybe my own deep mind and/or inner child rescued me. It was wooful.

And now I have looked the gift Clydesdale in the mouth so deeply that my sneakers are about to disappear down his throat.

Hops

lighter:
Hops:

I'm overcome every time I meet kind, compassionate people who're willing to take astep or more out of their way for other good people. 

You're the kind of person people want good things to happen to, Hops. 

I can't tell you how relieved I was to read this thread.... I feel buried in a white cotton cold virus right now, but......

this is a balm.

Truly: )

Congratulations, Hops.

This is so exciting!

Lighter

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