It Will Likely Look Different Than We Think

I keep thinking about the movie Under the Tuscan Sun so I decided to recycle one of my posts about it. This one is from January 2012. Enjoy.

I have preconceived notions of what my life will look like and how I will get my needs met. What I’m finding out, though, is the universe takes care of me in ways I didn’t think it would. For instance, this week I’ve been sick. So sick I didn’t leave the house for three days and mainlined tea like it was my job. I had this idea that the only people who would take care of me when I’m sick are my mom and my boyfriend. Well, my mom lives in Seattle, and my boyfriend is nonexistent, so I resigned myself to being really pathetic on the couch. You know what happened, though? My good friend came over and made me dinner and tea.

My needs are getting met, just not how I thought they would. It reminds me of one of my favorite movies, Under the Tuscan Sun. At the beginning of the movie, Diane Lane’s character says she wants a family in her house, a wedding, and someone to cook for. At the end of the movie, she has all those things. Her best friend and her best friend’s baby moved in, she held a wedding for a neighbor, and the people to cook for were the contractors on her house. Her wishes came true, but in a different form than she anticipated.

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I’m going to pretend this is all vegan! Photo by Brooke Lark on Unsplash

My view is limited. I can get tunnel vision with how I think things should go but my higher power sees everything. My higher power says, “I will give you everything you want and more, but it’s going to come out of left field.” I didn’t expect anyone I’m not dating would voluntarily make me dinner while being sick. But here was this friend doing exactly that.

I don’t need to get caught up in the “how” of things – I can instead let the universe work its magic. Doreen Virtue has a great quote where she said we want to hand life a script and quibble about what’s on page 42. I don’t want to quibble about page 42 anymore. I would rather say, “Hey God, here’s what I want, here are my needs and desires, I know they’ll be fulfilled, and I look forward to seeing how you make it happen.” Because in the end, it most likely will look different than I think it will.

I dream of a world where we’re open to all possibilities. A world where we understand our needs and desires get met in interesting and unique ways. A world where we don’t hand the universe a script because we realize it’s more like improv – there are certain parameters, but for the most part, stuff gets made up on the fly. I dream of a world where we rest easy knowing we’ll get exactly what we need as long as we’re open to whatever form that will take.

Another world is not only possible, it’s probable.

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