Do I believe in luck?
Both good and bad…am I superstitious?
Today I started my 13th journal for drawing and was curious about how worried I was that it was journal number 13. I drew a page of all the superstitious beliefs I held that I didn't really want to hold and then I opened up my computer to write to you and realised that it is the 666th day of daily writing.
Now that, according to religious cultural folk lore, is the devil’s number and not a good omen at all.
I want to be the person who doesn’t pay any attention to all this nonsense. There are things about the world that I don’t think we understand but these things, a black cat crossing my path, the number 13, the devil’s number, I don’t believe that these things are a part of the great mystery of the world.
They are ideas our ancestors made up either to make sense of the randomness of the world or for one group of us to attempt to control another group of us.
I think chance plays a big part in our lives, so I believe in that kind of luck.
I had the good fortune to be born to a loving family in an affluent country at a time when I could get a good education at a reasonable price and make my way in the world fairly easily.
There is a saying, no idea by whom, that luck is when preparation meets opportunity. I like this idea because it means I have some influence over the ‘luck’ I have. Preparation is something I can do…I don't just have to wait around rubbing my lucky rabbit’s foot.
But bad luck…? What about that? Can I be jinxed?
I don’t think so, I think it is just chance. I think that ‘bad luck’ builds my resilience.
Preparation and resilience seem much more useful ways to tackle life than good and bad luck.
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