Tuesday 5 July 2011

Make a wish...

A couple of weeks ago I discovered a website called www.real-wishes.com.  The idea behind this site is that 8,888 wishes are to be granted - as I write this there are less than 50 remaining.  There is a lot of focus on the number 8 within having your wish granted.  After lodging your wish you are required to visit your 'wish page' for eight days in a row. There are a few other exercises that need to be done daily as well.  I have a really big wish that I have always put a lot of energy into and I figured a little extra help wouldn't hurt...
As I submitted my wish, the pop up window reminded me that a lot of people who made a wish don't return the next day, would I be one of these people?  I clicked the appropriate answers and put a note somewhere so I wouldn't forget to visit the next day...
I was a little smug when I visited the website the following night, I wasn't going to be a statistic, no siree!  Hah!  But guess who forgot the night after that?  Consequently the whole process had to be started again - I was a bit gutted about that one. 
The days went by, I dutifully logged in each day around the same time, I completed the task associated with the time 11.11, I even sat in the moonlight for a minimum of 30 seconds!  Things were going well...until life kicked in...
I had a couple of days where I wouldn't be around my laptop and I wondered how on earth I was going to log in to my wish page...
And then it hit me...as it so often does....If I was prepared to put all this time and effort into trying to make my wish come true, wouldn't I have been better off actually doing something to help me work towards it by myself?  How often in life have we put our faith in others in the hope thay will bring us the happiness and fullfilment we desire? How often do we invest in a bad relationship because feeling needed or being part of a couple is more important than actually feeling good about ourselves.  How often have we, after getting ill, opted for a quick fix, rather than working out why we feel so crap in the first place.  (My belief is that most illnesses are an indicator of stress, emotion, trauma or nutritional choices)  If the only way my wish was to be granted was for me to stay at home, glued to the clock or my lappie, I had to ask myself if it was worth it. 
I will admit I am fortunate that my new mobile hooks into the internet quite nicely, thank you very much, so I was able to log into my wish page while I was out.  However, I had already decided if I couldn't be a part of life, my wish, no matter how big and important it was, just that important.  Maybe letting go of the actual urgency of having a wish granted is what allows it to happen.....