Luck is lurking
It waits in your dark spots
On a shelf
Quietly gathering dust
Just out of sight
Slide your hand in
Find a $10 note from last year
Waiting for you to smile again
When you’re happy it comes so easily
When you’re sad
There is none to find
And sometimes when you’re neither
One nor the other
It just appears
Like a stubbed toe surprise
That doesn’t hurt
But rather relieves the pressure
The thing about luck
Is it’s something we cling to
It is fragile.
A spiders web to walk through
Like morning damp
As fickle as an imaginary friend
With whom I once argued
Is it real?
The picture is of adventure bikes parked along Main Street on a recent bike trip I did to Winton, an outback town 2 day’s ride from my home. As riders – we tend to throw our faith behind luck at least a little.
But is it real?
Punters out for a Saturday bet – some days luckier than others. Frowns, smiles, blame cast to luck or the lack of it.
But is it real?
I don’t know, but my theory is this. Luck is energy. When you are in a good place and buoyant with happiness – luck seems to smile more often.
Have you ever had one of those days when you burn your breakfast. The gas runs out while you’re in the shower – no hot water, squeal!!! Of course it is when you have just shampooed you’re hair so …that sucks.
Then your car breaks, you get an unexpected bill in the mail, in trouble at work
What if the energy you attracted early in the day is compounded as more bad things happen and you stay in that state of mind becoming increasingly off centre and cranky and distracted?
Instead – try and shake of every single bad thing that happens
After all it can’t hurt
And it can do a lot of good
But what about luck – is it real?
I don’t know but energy is real and it never lies
So I prefer to work with energy