Seeing as we’re temporarily back to old school blogging (3 cheers from *me* for that) I feel compelled to add an update to my musings about bashert.
A snippet of a Facebook status update which I shared, but not publicly.
Something I posted the afternoon of the morning I’d spent my morning pages pondering predestiny
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This morning I was up early considering the Yiddish word bashert.
Bashert loosely translates to fate or destiny and I mulled how the condo for me feels like bashert.
Fast forward to now and I’m over at the condo.
Unpacking a few things but, more than anything, attempting to set up a semblance of home before the Child gets out of school today.
(She’s coming over/we aren’t sleeping here yet)
Fast forward to now when, more than anything, I longed to crawl into the closet and hide.
I overcame the feeling and instead decided to unpack a bit while simultaneously crying.
(#nofakebooking)
I’m exhausted. Allergies are bad. Life is overwhelming.
Flash even more forward to a few minutes ago when I pried open what I feared might, in fact, be a display cabinet.
A fake front.
A not-opener.
I pulled and tugged until the cabinet finally opened revealing the contents in the above photo.
Stuff my Jews will recognize immediately.
(The woman I purchased condo from wasn’t Jewish)
I’m cognizant faith is completely a choice and I’m choosing to believe this is yet another sign the condo and this life-path is bashert.
It’s precisely as Oprah used to say:
The universe will whisper to you and, if you don’t listen, the whisper will get louder and louder until it finally gives up and shoves Judaica in your face.
- And you? Has the Universe sent you messages which you ignored until they were shouts?
- And you? Wanna come over and aid the Child & me with our unpacking extravaganza?
HAHAHA – yes! I have had a shove in the past when I pretended not to hear the whisper. As long as we eventually pay attention when bashed over the head is all that matters, right?
The universe has been speaking quite loudly to me lately – reading this is just yet another sign <3
unfortunately I have had the universe shout and still not listened 🙁
If i lived in the area, i’d be there helping in a heartbeat.
Yes, sometimes i pay attention early and hear the whispers. Sometimes i am dull of ear and have to get clopped upside the head.
Ah, the universe.
Don’t stop reporting on these highly relatable moments. They are so real, and inspiring.
Heh, sometimes I get so focused and… errr… persistent… the universe has to not only yell but knock me to the ground. Trying to be better at hearing the whispers though. Love ya, lady. Hope things calm a little bit soon.
Yes, there are definitely signs of life’s path. There are hidden clues along the way that you will see when you least expect to.
I have no idea what those things are, but they’re really pretty and if they made you happy then that’s the most important thing isn’t it?
In the midst of upheaval, it is always comforting to find ‘home’ where ever you can. What a lovely post. Best wishes to you.
WOW! I think I need to be knocked down to hear it!
This is so, so amazing! You are right where you are supposed to be — in so many ways. <3
The universe is magnificent. I was just talking about it for my daughter and I find that your article. You won one more follower Carla.
This post and your last one (I’m late catching up…) gave me goosebumps!! Bashert is a wonderful concept, and it’s a kick to watch it play out in your life right now. When all the pieces are there for a potentially nasty transition, everything is being put in place to ease your road. Life is good.