Fear the Reaper

I am a big believer of karma. I am a big believer of the 3-fold rule.

The law of conservation of energy states that energy can neither be created nor destroyed; rather, it can only be transformed or transferred.

What you put out can and will come back at you.

Aside from making my mother proud, these concepts dictate much of my actions and ethics. Yes, I try to do my best because it is the right thing to do, but on the other hand….I do not throw the first punch because I know karma will come back around.

I was texting a friend earlier yesterday. She was sick with the flu and she asked me to run and grab her some groceries. She offered to pay me—I declined and said that I could use some extra good karma on that day.

I got a phone call minutes later. It was good news. It was exactly what I had been hoping and praying weeks for. I will not tell you what the call was, but it was important.

Immediately following that call I had two back-to-back job interviews. I know I nailed both of them. Enough for the screening employee to rush my application to her practice manager who called me later that day to schedule me for an in-person meeting with her. I was not surprised.

The second interview was for a different line of business. It would align more with my passions than my longer career. I am and felt comfortable in both conversations discussing the subject matter. They seemed impressed.

It was a much needed ego boost.

I have only been back at the gym for a week or two—but I feel stronger already. A second dose of self-esteem and self worth there too.

I am hitting my stride. The medication (I hate to admit it) is working. I am returning to myself. My third boost.

That good karma is what I needed. I needed that win. I needed all of these wins. I have been waiting and working for so many reasons.

I have stayed true to my moral compass through the thick of all of my challenges.

While things start to swing back into my favor I just wanted to let you all know: watch out—she is back.

For a very long time I have been in a vulnerable position that so many folks that I considered friend took advantage of. I was kicked when I was down by more than one. I have peace in my heart knowing I have stayed true to my high road. I will continue on this path of doing my best, having faith it will come back around for me. I also had a touch of giddiness knowing that my opposition will be reaping exactly what they sowed.

My opposition may have created a narrative of me, painting me in a not so favorable light and passed that along to their own crowds. Fine. I have accepted that I cannot control that—I am not the one who has to sleep at night with said narrative. But I also have come to the understanding that those who throw stones in their own glass house….won’t have a house anymore. I am the house.

I am comfortable with my actions and my truths. Are you?