The Yin and Yang of Answered Prayers

I distinctly remember praying last week for new experiences, new directions, new anything. The message was received, the Universe delivered and I am grateful.

I looked up karma in the thesaurus at dictionary.com and the first two entries are: destiny and doom. Perfect. Yin and yang theory applies to all things Karen – especially in answered prayers and new things.

Just One Example of a Yin
I had an appointment in Hel…I mean, Plainfield, Indiana, Friday.

If there is some mix-up in all things heavenly, Plainfield is what my view from Hell will be. I’ll be eternally walking through a parking lot during the shift change at an unnamed, but the opposite would be “stupid and whatever the antonym of point is”, warehouse in Plainfield, Indiana.

Apparently, Plainfield is the perfect place for warehouses and warehouse workers, because they were everywhere. It is right behind the airport, logical for distribution. Airplane soot (I’m assuming), car exhaust from non-existent mufflers (I think that’s right), one huge continuous cigarette smoke cloud formed from a hundred or so individual clouds moving in the same direction (the nearest bar, mobile home or WalMart, if I had to guess), booming car stereos (the kind that can make you nauseous if the red light is too long) and really lengthy discussions to explain the obvious over and over and over.

Just thinking of driving back there makes me want to drink again. I hope to make it out of Indiana, being able to contain myself to the civilized parts I’m comfortable with (and which I love).

Therefore, this yin was actually a yang. The Universe was throwing a couple of wrong signals at me amidst a slew of new ones, just to help me keep my eyes on the not-to-Plainfield road.

Just One Yang
At a meeting this weekend, I asked a Professor friend of mine about her recent trip to Canada. Before I knew it I had invited myself to go with her in the spring to the Shaw Festival in Niagara-on-the-Lake.

This is so unlike me in so many ways. I never ask to horn in on other people’s activities. I never have things like this in common with people. Nobody actually says, “Let’s go” and means it when I say, “We should go to that.”

The last out-of-town trip I’ve taken with a friend was….hmmm. Definitely not in this century. I don’t remember there being one in the 90’s. Maybe in the 80’s. Yes, the 80’s. Journey concerts and weddings, if I recall.

And, I’m no Socialist (though I do seem to be enjoying their company a lot lately and I do love Shaw’s plays). I get really riled up by things like today’s headlines about Clinton’s proposal to put a 90-day freeze on foreclosures and a five-year freeze on adjustable mortgages. I mean where’s the economic fairness to people who actually try to save themselves? If we want to kill what’s left of American ingenuity and motivation…..but then again….but I digress and that’s not remotely related to my point.

This yang (and the yin turned yang) are, I hope, answers to questions about what’s to come. There were actually more Universal tugs last week and I am grateful for each. It’s time to start working on my annual gratitude exercises for the year. And my daily prayer life. Come ye boldly to the throne, right?