#Fiction Monday (191) - A memory and a conclusion O amintire si o concluzie

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#Fiction Monday (191)  - A memory and a conclusion O amintire si o concluzie
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This game is hosted by Vinitha Dileep, on her blog 'Reflections' and
I discovered it on Esha's blog. This time the word prompt is 'LUCK'.


'Norocul este sa crezi
ca esti norocos'.

This word resonated with a memory from faculty, related to the math exam.
Although I didn't understand what I did wrong in the thesis, the teacher told me that
I passed the exam only because he knew that I had studied, that he had listened to me
at every seminar, for a whole year! The day I had my first lesson, I was wearing a neon
green skirt, which I think visually annoyed him a bit. I was able to bet that this was
the reason why he took me to the board then. The problem was that throughout the year,
he took me to the blackboard every time. And this generated my luck in the exam.
So things sometimes turn out extremely strange when we talk about luck.
Sometimes I have the feeling that the luck is like a special state of mind. Even if sometimes
they seem to be just lucky events, they happen on a certain chain of events, possibly forgotten.
I see luck more as an answer to what concerns me, an 'apparently' surprising revelation
and with the meaning of clarifying some confusions.
And when certain events actually happen according to some wishes or plans, I don't
think about luck, but only that my intention towards them was strong enough, no matter
how bizarre it sounds this thought...?
Perhaps there is more to say, but it is quite clear to me that luck is a kind of alchemy
of good thoughts and positive emotions, which have the role of fertilizing our inner
garden. By persevering, we will see the results...

'Tu iti faci propriul noroc'.


Acest cuvant a rezonat cu o amintire din facultate, legata de examenul la
matematica. Desi nu intelegeam ce am gresit in teza, profesorul mi-a spus
ca am trecut examenul doar pentru ca stia ca invatasem, ca ma ascultase la
fiecare seminar, un an intreg! In ziua in care avusesem prima ora, purtam
o fusta verde neon, ce cred ca l-a cam enervat vizual. Eram in stare sa
pariez ca asta a fost motivul pentru care m-a scos la tabla atunci.
Problema a fost ca pe tot parcursul anului ma scotea la tabla de fiecare data.
Si asta a generat norocul meu la examen.
Asa ca lucrurile se deruleaza uneori extrem de ciudat cand vorbim de noroc.
Uneori am senzatia ca norocul este ca o stare de spirit speciala. Chiar daca
par uneori sa fie doar intamplari norocoase, ele se petrec pe un anumit lant
de evenimente, posibil uitate...
Vad norocul mai mult ca un raspuns la ceea ce ma preocupa, o devoalare
'aparent' surprinzatoare si cu sens de clarificare a unor nedumeriri.
Iar cand anumite evenimente chiar se petrec conform unor dorinte sau planificari,
nu ma gandesc la noroc, ci doar ca intentia mea spre ele a fost suficient de puternica,
oricat de bizar ar suna acest lucru...?
Poate ca mai sunt multe de spus, insa mi-e destul de limpede ca norocul este
un fel de alchimizare a gandurilor bune si a emotiilor pozitive, care au rolul de a
fertiliza gradina noastra interioara. Perseverand, vom vedea si rezultatele...

'Nu renunta niciodata si
norocul te va gasi'.

#Fiction Monday (190) - Thoughts about stages
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