When Universe Says No
So you’re doing everything the books and gurus tell you to do. You are thinking positively. You are clear in your intention. You are repeating affirmations. You are holding the vision of exactly what you want to unfold for you. You can feel that it’s going to come to you–it’s right around the corner!–and so you ready yourself and you open your hands and heart to receive.
Only nothing happens.
And there you are, standing there with your open (and empty) hands and your open (and disappointed) heart, feeling confused and maybe even a little ripped off.
Actually, I cheated just a little bit with that headline. Because I don’t think the Universe (or God, or Buddha, or All That Is, or your Higher Self–substitute whatever works for you here) says “no.”
I think instead the Universe says, gently, “not yet.” Or “soon, but first you’ve got some stuff that’s really important to do/process/work through.” Or, most excitingly, “hold on, honey, because have I got something even better for you!”
I have had things come to me exactly when and how I envisioned them. A great 10-year run as a restaurant critic. A new home that met 24 out of 25 of my “must-haves” and a few more perks I didn’t even know were on the list.
Yesterday, I held strong to my wish to read and bask in the sun and swim for two hours, and even though the forecasts and the sky said “thunderstorms!” and even though the pool was closed for 1.5 hours before my arrival, within 30 minutes of my plopping myself down in the lounge chair, the sun came out, the clouds went away, and I had exactly the day I had envisioned–for exactly two hours, until the storms rolled back in and blew the chaise lounges around and sent everyone scurrying for cover.
And I have dodged manifestation bullets, too. A job and a move that would have been disastrous had it come about as I thought I wanted it to. A devastating miscarriage of a miracle pregnancy that would, ultimately, lead to the birth of my son, who is the love of my life. The determination to stay in a place that, though I didn’t know it, was toxic to me and was gradually killing me, until I got booted out on my butt (it sure didn’t feel like a loving experience at the time!).
Through it all, I know the Universe had my back. Bringing me what I intend and take inspired action towards when it serves me. Postponing things I am not yet truly ready for.
Replacing the way I thought I wanted things to go with a much more perfect and beautiful unfolding.
There are gifts in all outcomes.
The moral to this story? Form your intentions. Ask for what you want. Take action in the direction of your dreams. AND be open to “YES,” “not yet,” “soon,” or “something better than that is on its way.”
The Universe, after all, has your back, too.