Nothing I wish for ever happens. It’s been that way my entire life. I’ve been blessed with many remarkable opportunities, but they’ve all happened as a surprise or side effect of hard work. The specific things I’ve allowed myself to hope and dream about have never, ever come to fruition. Almost always, it’s the direct opposite.
This is especially true with dating, the outcome of big sporting events, travel planning, weight loss, and job interviews.
We’re encouraged to write down our goals, as we’ll have a better chance of achieving them. For me, it’s the reverse. If I tell anyone about my future plans, they always fall through. If I keep the plans a secret, they’re more likely to actually happen.
I feel like the universe is saying to me, “Hush, child. I’ve got it all figured out. You just keep on keeping on. Put one foot in front of the other, and I’ll bring the special rewards when it’s time. Don’t ask, or you won’t receive.”