Aneirin
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Bugger, I can't afford that, but I would like it, it has a use, oh well, forget it for now and see what comes up.
Words I have often thought to myself when it is I find I need something, but as ever am not in a position to seek out and purchase.
Ask the universe and the universe may answer. Was something my late grand mother used to say to me when I was thwarted in my attempts to achieve something due to needing something or other resulting in the job ceasing until I had thought my way around the problem.
I used to think what the hell does that mean, is she just saying impossible things because I am stuffed up and she doesn't understand or is not interested.
Many years later long after she had passed away I move down here, to the village where she used to live. Arriving here homeless, jobless, seperated from my wife and family and lost but within two days I had a job interview and within a week I had a job and a job paying more than the average for the area.
I was at that time living B+B in the local pub but I needed to rent something. I know where I wanted to live, but the area was wealthy, so really out of my reach, but lo and behold a studio flat turned up in that area but by the time I responded the flat had been quickly grabbed, so out of luck on that one.
A few days later the landlord of the pub where I was staying told me a flat had just come up for rent locally, one of his patrons had told him, but he did not know where it was, but could get me a number to call. I was given the number and I called it only for it to turn out that the flat was indeed the one I had missed out on, in the area I wanted to live and strangely enough behind the churchyard where my late granny was buried. The flat was unfurnished and I had nothing to furnish it with, but I took it as it felt like a positive move, I was at least where I wanted to live, it was a start.
Then came the problem of furnishing, a mattress I hooked out of a skip and I kipped on the floor in a sleeping bag, but at least I had a space where I was comfortable and could use as a base to work from, things would improve eventually as everyone has to start somewhere, I was positive in that.
Ok, to cut along story short, I gained much of what I needed and went on to gain other things either ridiculously cheap, or free, but not at the time I thought I wanted them.
A relative, the daughter of my late granny, my Aunt lived locally, she helped out where she could, but was not in much of a position herself, but she said to me once, that she had not met or heard of anyone who has come from complete adversity and managed so quick to get the things they need seemingly just like that, where others seem to struggle so hard and achieve very little if nothing, especially in this area, as it is a hard taskmaster, many try, many with money try, but they fail to fit in, she has heard it so much, to a point that the village mob now look at anyone moving in and think, oh yes, I wonder how long they will last.
I tried to explain what I do, which is nothing more than yeah, I would like something, I need it, but can't afford it so that is that, forget it. But I also admitted I fantasise about the thing, picturing it in my head and placing that picture in the location I want to be in infinite detail.
Then she laughed and said ah, ask the universe and the universe may provide, I had heard that before, a long time ago, her mother, my favourite granny, what she used to say to me.
I asked what does that mean and the reply was it is just a saying people say and if there is anything in it, you seem to be unconsciously doing it, for your luck is uncanny, many have noticed that, but she suggested I take a look into synchronicity and there gave me a book by Deepak Chopra, which I never read.
So a couple of years later again, in fact today, it happened again, I found something I needed, something I wanted a couple of months back, a drill press vice for my drill press. At the time I had sought the things out, but even on ebay my usual source of second hand tools that I need they were too expensive new and second hand, the postage being the killer due to their weight. I considered making one, that is within my capability, but of the college workshop time I had left, I had to finish making my jewellery forge if I was going to have it for summer, so that took priority and I forgot about the drill press vice and instead just nailed the metal I had to drill to a piece of wood and used that as a work steady, not ideal, but it worked and I got less injuries than holding hot metal getting hotter with my fingers.
The way it happened, was I was out with my cousin, my Aunt's son who had just relocated to the area, I had been helping him move his machines into a new workshop ready to restart his business. He driving me home I asked him to drop me off at the lake as I fancied the long walk home along the coast, which was something I had not done for about a year due to having been bored with walk , but today I fancied the walk, and as always a forage on the beach for bits of old iron for my jewellery project. I walked the edge of the estuary, the tide being out looking for an old WW2 American torpedo I knew to be there ( in fact there were two, but I only found one the other probably rotted away), for me to photograph at some point as part of my personal old village antiquity photography interest. On moving to where the torpedos I knew where I looked down in the mud and spotted a screw thread, a machine thread, the acme thread, all muddy and rusty, me being interested in machine tools and decayed things leant to pick it up only to find it was a drill press vice, which when washed in the sea and cleaned of barnacles and weed was intact and it worked, the rust being only estuary silt clinging to the grease the tool was at one time covered in, it being a workshop tool. Half an hour in my ultrasound tank and it's fine fully operational and it has a welcome use. The odd thing is having had one of them before years ago, what I had pictured in my mind was the same type.
So again I am wondering about what it is this is, and I have written, ( somewhat a lot, but I am in that kind of mood this night), and will ask here has anyone else experienced the like, do they know what it is, common, lucky or what ?
< Message edited by Aneirin -- 7/2/2010 6:35:42 PM >
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