Helllooooo Universe!

Last week I was told twice to “be open to the universe”. Usually, I am a little cynical and would scoff or be a little smartarsey but this was a little different. The first comment came at a very nice moment, when I am more open minded after about 5 drinks. It also came from a ridiculously gorgeous man, who is both externally and internally scrumptious. So I was really paying attention. Too much probably, when he suggested I really need to think about what I wanted from the universe all I had in my soggy brain was “Um, that’d be you. I want the universe to give me you..” I was not quite in the right frame of mind for long term universe planning..

The second time was only a week later when a new friend said that her aim for some positive change in her life was to be open to the universe and really focus on what she wanted from the universe. I was amazed, I said I thought I was being really open to the universe ‘cause I kept hearing about being open to the universe and usually if someone even started saying something like “be open to the universe” I’d be out of the conversation like a vodka fuelled rocket. Whereas here I was, actually giving a little consideration to the idea. And enjoying a nice flashback to last week’s universe moment..

What does it really mean? To know what you want? That’s a little tricky. After having what I thought I wanted then it all going fuck-arsed, I don’t even know where to start with that. Does it work if you tell the universe what you don’t want? “Hey Universe, I really don’t want to get into a fight with my principal tomorrow or get punched by a student or find a massive cockroach crawling up my leg in bed. I would rather not decide at 2am that what I really need is more tequila. I don’t want my knee to hurt when I go for a run. I don’t want to go onto the Lush website to order a couple of bars of vanilla/coffee soaps and end up spending $200. I don’t want it to be cold when I go back to visit Victoria. I don’t want to get bogged driving out to Tarntipi beach in the wet.” But do I draw the Universe’s negative attention to those things by focusing on them in some weird arse-up way? The last thing I want the Universe to think is that I’m just a big whinger..

Shit, what do I want Universe?

Well, yesterday I went to a palm/tarot reader for the first time ever to see if a stranger would have any ideas about what I wanted or might have lined up from the universe.. He was recommended by a friend and works at the Mindle/Parap market. It was pretty interesting, I tried to turn off the skeptical radar and listen. So all very good for me apparently. He said the Universe was totally on my side and that I had to have confidence in making change because it is important for me and that next year will be the start of a new, good life for me. I am intelligent (or maybe he said very intelligent) enough to make the most of these new opportunities coming. Some financial decision will be very worthwhile and made in partnership, I have apparently earned enough good Karma to stop worrying about it, I will have a long term partner, I will work most of my life, I will have (which he amended to “care for”) three kids and-what I was most relieved about- I will have a big change to where I work and live next year. He said I will be able to leave past disappointments behind finally and leave where I am, probably for overseas. This actually made me feel very relieved, I’m in the process of joining a teaching agency for OS teaching, but apparently it was the quiet, odd-accent inflected assurance of a stranger who I paid $30 that has really given me confidence to follow through with the idea that maybe this was the next best step for me. And my relief and excitement at this also tells me that this is what I want from the Universe, so I’ll send that up a bit.

He also said my health would be pretty good but I had to change something about my diet, my digestive tract was not good. I’d like to think it was gluten but hadn’t had any for ages so it was probably just that my digestive system was still drunk from the night before. Or maybe it was in trouble from all of the incredibly hot chilli I put on the Cambodian rice balls I’d had for breakfast. So hot it coulda made my digestive tract sweat and go on strike.

So look at me all new agey and initiating a bit of a chat with the Universe – via some pretty interesting people. I do plan to become pretty chummy with the Universe; buy it a couple of drinks, a bit of harmless flirting, maybe encourage intimate confidences that I can exploit, and generally suck up any opportunity I can take advantage of. Moving up to the Tiwi Islands community was a decision that a lot of people thought was crazy but it has been the most wonderful, life changing, humbling experience. I have felt one hundred percent alive every awesome and horrible moment. And all I can hope is that my new mate Universe has a few more of those up it’s sleeve for me. It would seem that is what I want. So my new, exciting friend, my arms and heart are wide open, bring it on.