If wishes were horses, then beggars would ride.
The above quotes indicate that making wishes is useless. Of course, I disagree.
To me, wishes are your soul’s way of giving voice to what you really, really want. At the time you’re making them, at that point in your life.
Okay, I’m going to take my peace and love beads off, set my bongo drums down, straighten the flowers in my hair and get on with this post.
Still, for ambiance press here:
You may want to light some incense and/or a candle and sing this:
It may get deep up in here.
I Wish I May I Wish I Might…
Remember when you’d make a wish as a child? You really thought it would come true because you still believed in magic and it just didn’t occur to you that you wouldn’t get what you wished for.
I don’t remember what all my wishes were, but I do remember looking up at the stars and making some. Or if my sister and I or a friend and I said something at the same time, it’d be a “pinky” wish. We’d hook our pinky fingers together, close our eyes, make a wish, let go, kiss the tips of our fingers and touch them together.
An eyelash on someone’s face — you retrieve it and tell her/him, make a wish and blow. Or dandelions — blow all the fuzzy stuff off and your wish would come true. Candles on a birthday cake — blow them all out, but don’t tell anyone what your wish is or it won’t come true.
All those wishes just floating around out there with everyone else’s.
Wishes, Prayers, Dreams, Goals, Aspirations — It’s All the Same
When I was about nine or ten, I wanted a record player so much. I don’t remember if I prayed or wished or hoped or what, but I got it. As I grew through my awkwardness as a young girl/woman, I wished that I didn’t have to wear glasses or that I was taller or had dark hair and no freckles.
I managed the glasses part but no amount of wishing could change the other stuff. So I changed my wish and became okay with all that other stuff.
I read a lot of books in high school. They were usually about some faraway place, faraway to me — Nantucket, New York, Los Angeles, Boston, Chicago, tropical islands and I wished that I could travel. The thought of me ever getting to those places seemed impossible. But I kept wishing and setting my sights on them and I think it sets things in motion when you do that. The Universe finally says, Okay, here you go.
Those wishes came true, not in the order or the way I thought they would, but they did come true.
Careful What You Wish For….
Remember in the movie, It’s a Wonderful Life when George Bailey contemplates his life? He believes it’s just such a mess and he wishes he’d never been born. His guardian angel, Clarence grants him that wish and George finds how just how many of his real wishes, the important ones, had already come true.
Yeah, I’m sucker for stories like that. Maybe we’ve all had those George Bailey moments. I know I have.
I try to remember Clarence’s words to George (see to the left there) whenever I start feeling sorry for myself or I start wishing my life was this way instead of that way.
When I’m faced with tough challenges or decisions, I’ll wish for peace and clarity. It make take a while, but that’s a wish that always comes true.
Or, maybe wishing is useless. Or maybe:
Fate is kind
She brings to those to love
The sweet fulfillment of
Their secret longing
Yeah, I’m going to go with that. Happy Monday everyone and I hope all your wishes come true. And, enjoy some fine music this morning.
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What wishes did you make as a child and how did you make them? Did they come true? Have you ever received what you wished for but it didn’t turn out the way you thought it would? Do you have a wish now? Leave it in the comment section — maybe it’ll float around in cyperspace and come back. It could happen.Wishes link