“I’m not superstitious, but I am a little stitious.” — Michael Scott, The Office
The kind of stitious that makes me think there must have been some cosmic collusion at work when three separate conversations from people in various circles of my life reveal the same damn thing. Here’s the run down of my week having actually spoken to other human beings:
For the second time in a couple months, I ran into a girl I graduated with from high school. We’re both boarding the same train on our way from work and we sit together. We talk about hair, as is obligatory whenever two black women are seated together, no matter the setting. We talk about our jobs: me a corporate marketer, and her, a newly minted lawyer. And then we talk about the good stuff: boys. Well, at this age: me, 25, and her, 26, we’re grown, so we speak of MEN. How I recently entered the dating scene and how she’s sporting a diamond on her finger.
It’s clear she’s in love. It’s clear there’s no doubt in her mind Mr. J is the one she wants to do life with. She tells me that the two of them first dated when they were teenagers, about 14-15, and broke up not long after thinking they would never get back together again. But alas, 8 years later, love is rekindled times 500, and they enter into Act II of their destined partnership.
She tells me “Girl, timing is everything.” That the second time around, they were both in the right places in their lives to dedicate themselves wholeheartedly to each other. I nod in amazement.
Out of the blue, a former work mentor texts me to let me know that he’s in the city if we want to meet up for lunch. No kidding, I was thinking about reaching out to him that same day (having not done so for about 4 months). He was on my mind, and apparently I was on his. Thought manifestation, I tell ya.
We catch up. How I’ve changed my hair yet again. (Him bald, he can’t relate, but he appreciates that that’s my thing). How work is going fine. How I’ve recently started dating. I ask him what it was like when he met his wife. He tells me he was 31 and he’d just made up his mind that he was done with dating people for 1-2 years knowing it wasn’t going anywhere. He wanted something meaningful. Everlasting. And in walked his wife, a year younger than he, but heart in sync. They met in April and were engaged to be married 5 months later. He tells me “We both knew that this was it. Timing is everything.” They’ve been together for going on 30 years now.
I have one of those integral conversations with a new suitor. You know, the “What are your intentions?” talks. Long story short, we aren’t presently in alignment. (How very corporate of me to say). He tells me he can’t explain it, but “timing is everything.” And I understand. We maturely go our separate ways.
So, lessons of the week:
- Pay attention to themes that may be coming up across your interactions with people. The universe may be implicitly guiding you to some truth or next step.
- Have faith that things will work out the way they need to, when they need to. This is vague as hell, I know, but I can’t tell the future, so that’s the best I’ve got.
- When people tell you who they are, where they are and what they want, why not do something different and JUST BELIEVE THEM??! Try not to project your fairy-tale onto them. Move on and do you boo-boo.