One of the great puzzles of life is the tides in it – whole seasons go by swimmingly, then you can have a winter of discontent, or a drought, and suddenly things are on the up again. If I could only decipher the pattern I think, then I’d have a handle on it all.
It can’t just be our own behaviour though of course that is a great deal of it, but what about the unexpected blessings which suddenly rain down, or the marvellous feeling of confidence and well-being which can take everything in its stride?
When I first met my husband I would simply do anything he asked me to, and moved mountains unawares. “Get me Buckingham Palace!” “I want a good architect – call Terry Farrell!” “See if we can film in the Louvre!” so I did. The great breakthrough was to do it for myself- and why not? I’m not a great believer in onwards and upwards, but it is simple truth that if you want to do something, you have to do it. A little low cunning about planning and timing, and impeccable homework, and the good sense to wait if the your instincts tell you to, and you are halfway there.
I hadn’t the faintest intention of following this theme when I sat down – I was going to do a merry blog about my week in L.A.! – but now I have my teeth in it, another trick is to do what I CAN do right away, and do what I can’t do later. The initial doing seems to provide a ramp up to the harder stuff so it is suddenly within reach.
All this aside though, there are days when the parking space appears, the person you want to talk to materialises beside you, a chance conversation on a plane yields illuminating information and a new friend. All on the same day. I don’t understand at all, but I’m glad to be part of it.