Discover Your Goal

Chapter 2 Coincidences Don't Happen By Chance Let me tell you a story… Once I had an appointment for a checkup with my dentist. After I was shown into her office… Just so you understand, my dentist is a serious lady and an excellent doctor. She has a little bit of a tendency to continuously complain about the world around her, and really doesn’t like hearing anything about the possibility that the way she is doing things could have anything to do with what happens to her. She is very skeptical in regards to making changes in her life. She’s a firm believer in “medications.” She knows what I do for a living and I think that it interests her very much, but she has a problem accepting the simplicity of certain things. Most of all, I think that she simply “likes” her problems and, after all, medications are medication. So… …I step into her office and my dear dentist is lying on her delightful dentist’s chair. She has a wet towel on her forehead and says: “Ms. Jordánová, I think I’ll finally let you unblock me.” What an honor, I say to myself and wait to see what happens next because the tone of her voice is rather curious and is resonating with an unusual color. Do you know that feeling when you’re experiencing something extraordinary and a unique feeling of oneness and matter-of-factness sweeps over you in spite of the fact that everything seems so completely unbelievable at the same time? “Picture this,” she continues, “I had a new patient. She was here for the first time. I hadn’t met her before. Before she came in, while treating a man, I cut this finger,” she emphatically displays her left index finger, which is wrapped in bandage. I wait, full of suspense, for her to continue because I can sense the wonder of the moment. She breathes in and continues, “I got angry with myself because it’s difficult working with a bandage on.” In line with her usual custom, she blamed her “awkward finger,” which had become the current source of her problems. She continues, “Imagine that the new patient comes in and I start telling her about what happened to me and I jokingly offer her my injured finger. ‘For sale,’ and I present her with the bandaged culprit. You wouldn’t believe it, Ms. Jordánová, but she looked up at me and put her left hand in front of my eyes and said: ‘Sold.’ - Her left index finger was missing…” So, my dear friends, there’s no such thing as a coincidence because everything is simply a reaction to our own actions and the Universe is very creative in the ways it informs us of what we have done. If we're not willing to perceive our “actions,” then we have the feeling that things are just “happening,” or arriving, or coming together by chance, etc.. If my dear dentist willingly offers her own finger (which she herself “injured”) as a problem, then this action, interpreted by universal laws, causes a reaction. Consequently, she gets the opportunity to see what it would be like being a member of a group of people who don’t have fingers. The choice is up to you! …(Paragraph deleted)… Everything is symbols that we can read from if we are attuned and paying attention. We can read about our lives. The city and street we live on, and what kind of neighbors we have aren’t coincidences. We chose everything either directly through our own decisions or through the stances we take in regard to the experiences we’ve lived through. I really enjoy paying close attention to the names of not only people, but also of animals and to the acronyms of companies. I’m not quite sure if I’d entrust my money to a financial agent whose name is Mr. Poor, nor if I’d want to live in a village called Dunghill, where I once saw a banner at the edge of the village encouraging locals to participate in a local beautification activity, “Make Dunghill more beautiful!” My own name is a source of much inspiration because my maiden name was “Moses” and my husband’s name, Jordan, naturally fascinated me as well, along with a host of other things of course about him. Our children are called Michaela, Matthew and Samuel. I don’t know, but they just couldn’t have been named differently. What about the young lady who always had problems with her voice who later married a man named Mr. Whimper and became Mrs. Whimper? What about Mrs. Wheat whose maiden name was Farmer? She inherited some fields in Slavetown and doesn’t want to work like a slave on them anymore, but instead to happily make a good honest living out of them. And how about the environmentalist specializing in rare birds Mr. Sparrow? What are the private gardening services of Mr. Nettle like? And what about Mr. Twig, the Director of the Botanical Garden, and his beautiful lectures? When our house started becoming too damp we called upon the services of a damp-proofing firm. Upon meeting the firm’s representative, Mr. Littlewater, we tried to explain that there’s probably more than a little water under our house... There are many other fantastic examples which are worth thinking about. It’s worth your while to find the origin and translations of your names because – and I’m convinced of this – they contain hints about your goal and the life tasks you need to accomplish. On some level they can clue us in. So… Notice everything around you because nothing is a coincidence, it is all simply reactions to our conscious and subconscious actions, all of these are “lessons” and messages for us. Be attentive to life around you, and notice how, in connection to what is happening, you feel. …(Paragraph deleted)… Everything is a symbol. Learn to understand...