We are continually shaped by the forces of coincidence.  

                     – Paul Auster

Sometimes it seems like the world is conspiring against us, in ways big and small. The flight is mysteriously delayed, there is inexplicable snow despite a sunny forecast, the news headlines stretch the bounds of bear-ability… On any given day, it’s not hard to stack up the challenges that come our way. Just this past week, I encountered all of the items above, and then some.

Also.

Two dear friends were surprisingly in the same faraway city as me, and a third was heading to a remote island retreat just as I was departing. In the charity shop of a tiny seaside town, a recently recommended book practically leapt into my hands, from is spot amongst tattered 1980’s cookbooks. A gorgeous stag perched right alongside the road as our bus passed by. A huge rainbow shone on an ancient Celtic abbey as the sun set on St Patrick’s Day.

I mean, come on.

Dear ones, the bad luck can smack us right in the face.

Let’s let the good luck do the same.