I arrived to Madrid planning to embark on my last walk in Spain before heading back to Mexico. I didn't want to see anybody before this walk. I was depressed, addicted and defeated. Perhaps after the walk I would be able to look at my friends in the eye.
Instead, something strange happened. I started meditating. I started the 12 steps. The higher power let me out of the tight grasp of addiction. I regained some professional self-confidence. I met up with a friend who has an early stage start-up. I was offered a job. Without this lull I wouldn't have had the confidence to accept the job, now the only question mark was legal paperwork.
But today everything resolved. I was offered contract. I'm staying in Madrid. I had forgotten I loved Madrid. I have friends here. It's a beautiful functional city. I'm reaching out to my friends so that we can meet up for lunch or whatever. I postponed my walk.
I'm very grateful at this turn of events. I feel the outcome of this will be good. I have hope for the future. But it won't be easy. My credit cards are almost maxed out. That damn client still hasn't been able to make the transfer. I don't have a place to live yet. But everything will turn out alright. It always has.
I had a dream a couple of days ago:
I was in a train station in Spain, wanting to go to Mexico. I was in a long line waiting to board the train, but I had no ticket. I thought: everything always turns out fine for me, all I have to do is wait.
After much waiting I grew restless. I decided to ask about the ticket. They told me to buy it at the ticket office. There was no ticket office, I searched frantically around to no avail. I regretted my passive attitude.
This is not swimming against current, and it's not being carried by the current. It's swimming in the direction of the current so your effort is multiplied by the power of the river. Put your efforts where your life is heading. Be present at your task-at-hand.