I've had a lot of interesting talks with the universe in my life, typically over a cup of hot chocolate at 2 a.m. or during a sudden shower when I'd forgotten my umbrella. There's just something special about late-night musings or getting drenched, that brings out the poet in me, right?
Well, this time, the Universe and I had a rather different conversation. I said, "Dear Universe, I’ve been praying for this particular thing. Remember? Now, you’ve granted it, so, could you please help me not to botch it?" I mean, it’s like being handed the microphone at a karaoke party after singing "My Way" in your bathroom mirror for years. You've asked for it, and now you've got it, and there's that tiny voice in your head whispering, "Oh, boy. What if I hit a wrong note?"
Now, I can almost hear you chuckling, "Oh, come on! You've got your wish! Why the anxiety?" But remember that one time you asked for extra chili in your sinigang, and when you tasted it, you felt like a dragon breathing fire? That's the thing about getting what you wished for. Sometimes, it's hot. Very hot. And you're left wondering, "Can I handle this?"
It's a mix of euphoria, gratitude, and that distinct discomfort that feels suspiciously like that one time you tried to eat balut for the first time. It's thrilling, yes, but equally scary. "Did I bite off more than I can chew?" "Do I deserve this?" "What if I mess up?" The questions, much like my relatives at a family reunion, are endless.
But, as I fumble my way through this new journey, I've realized something. It’s okay to be nervous. It’s okay to wonder if you're worthy. It’s okay to be afraid of failing. Why, you ask? Because it means you care. It means you want to make the most out of what you've been given. And it means you're human.
The truth is, the Universe, in its infinite wisdom, probably giggles at our worries, much like how we chuckle at a toddler trying to wear shoes on their own for the first time. It knows that while we may stumble and trip, we will eventually learn to tie those shoelaces and run.
So here I am, holding my answered prayer like a precious gem, juggling my joy and fears like a clumsy circus clown, and asking the Universe for guidance like a lost tourist on a foreign land. But hey, I've asked for it, and I'll make sure I do my part not to fumble it.
And even if I do, I'll just remember the wise words of the legendary Anonymous: "We cannot control the wind, but we can direct the sail." So, Universe, wind's in your court; I'm all set to adjust my sails. Now, wish me luck, will you? And yeah, keep those hot chocolates coming!
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