I have, on occasion, spoken to the Universe and in these conversations I have asked for many things. I have asked for fortune and fame, wealth and money, adoration and abundance, and so far -Pffft! Nothing. So I came to the conclusion that the Universe wasn't listening. But I think I might be wrong about that. All my life I have said that I love to sit. It is listed on my activities section of my Facebook profile. Right at the top actually. Maybe it is under stationary activities but still there is a point. I said that I like to sit. So along with the wish for money (that involved me, my friend, moonlight, a blade, dirt, and a loonie) the Universe has created the job that I am currently working at. My job at Guest Services practically requires that I remain sitting for up to six hours at a time.
Then there is my living situation. I wanted so badly to leave the place I was living in because what was once my home was being turned, ever so slowly, into a hyper-organised couple den from hell. And low and behold two very good friends of mine purchase a home and offer me shelter. It should be noted that I asked the Universe for a house to live in, but I guess I was specific enough on exactly whose name would be on the mortgage. Still it is something. I asked, it was provided for.
Back to my money situation. I asked for a lot of money (so much I was ashamed to admit it to my friend) And so the Universe decided to get me started and in the week that has followed I have worked more hours at my two jobs than I have ever worked in my entire life. 48 hours which is a lot for me, someone who, only a year ago felt overwhelmed with his art class and 15 hour work week.
Now is this enough proof that the Universe is listening? I don't know. If I wake up tomorrow in my fabulous beach house, with a Mercedes in the pebbled drive, and money in my Dior pocket, then I think it might be. Otherwise everything is a coincidence and I am just trying to make a picture out of scattered dots.