The joy of losing….


This post is inspired by my life right now. It is inspired by the perspective I have chosen to take and the many positive stories that follow suit.

It may sound a bit high-flying, but I have come to believe that the Universe has a plan for me. I believe that it knows where I am going and why I am here. It knows what I need to learn, what I need to experience, and once I am ready, it gently – or abruptly – pushes me in the right direction.

This post is very much linked to my post ‘You cannot combine the dots going forward’, because lately, I have noticed dots from years back that suddenly appear and make sense. One of these dots is my Indian meditation instrument.

When I was in India in 2008/09 my friend noticed a little shop in the street. It looked dirty and uninteresting to me, but she wanted to go in. In this shop, I found the most beautiful little bowl with a stick in it. I had no idea what it was for, but I liked it a lot and decided to buy it. Along with it, I bought an awesome leather book.

Today, my Indian meditation instrument and my awesome leather book made the kids in my yoga class experience something magical. They found it exciting to listen to the tone from the instrument and they were very curious to know what was in my book. If you had asked me back in 2009 if I was planning to become a yoga teacher, I would have looked at you as if you were going mad.

However, this post is not about yoga or about my path in life. It is about freedom. It is about how not having something sometimes can be better for you than having it.

In China, they have a saying that goes something like this:

A man had a horse. He lost his horse, but became happy and lived a wonderful life.
Another man got a horse. His child fell off the horse’s back and broke his leg.

As my Chinese friend said, they have a long list of signs to explain the saying, but the morale stands out quite strongly, I think. Sometimes losing something can be the best thing that ever happens to you. If you don’t lose it, you may not be able to receive what is coming to you. You may not be able to see the significance of it.

I think about these things quite a lot. Particularly when I experience other people being greedy or cheap. The other day, I was sitting on the train fishing up a coin in my wallet for a homeless person and noticed some guys in suits sitting across from me. They were both holding their iPad in one hand and their designer bag in the other. None of them even lifted their eyes to look into the friendly old man’s eyes.

I wonder if they honestly believe that the coin in their pocket makes them happier. I can assure you that the homeless man sent all his appreciation to me and my co-coin-giver next to me. His eyes lit up. His face and his entire body was shining. He even went back to say thank you several times.

You may not believe in karma, but making that man’s day by noticing him and giving him a small coin makes a huge difference.

You never know, you may need his help sometime.

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