I am the type of person who likes to make connections between the random events that happen in my life. In the past two weeks I have had a number of amazingly bad things happen, yet in my life I know the bad always brings good. There always seems to be a balance or equivalence that comes with the bad and good. And though the bad things have brought me a very large amount of stress, they have triggered events and decisions which are having positive outcomes.
Now this is generally pretty natural. I think most people make connections and recognize patterns in the events of their lives. The human brain is trained to recognize patterns and observant people will begin to see these patterns form over time. Often times the patterns are very contrived, and sometimes they are not. It’s how people recognize these patterns in their own unique way which defines them and how they respond.
I will write more, very soon, about the more broad patterns and cycles that I have lived through over the last couple weeks. What I was most keen to write about today was something far more obscure. I was engrossed in these very thoughts and ideas this evening while walking to my front door from my car. I had just needed to pop out to my car for a moment to grab a couple things. As I reached the door of my apartment, I found a cat laying, sphinx-like, on the landing facing me. This cat had not been there just moments before and it was not just any cat. This cat was a bold, shiny white cat.
Generally I am not the type to think about black cats crossing my path or walking under ladders or breaking mirrors. These things are just out there in the realm of weirdness and happenstance. But after the hellacious weeks I have had, just as I felt I may be reaching a point of closure, and just as I was beginning to wonder if I was really at such a point… A white cat crosses my path. Any other day, any other time, I would have casually dismissed such a notion. But tonight, it seemed fitting and almost comforting to get some form of very unlikely, scientifically useless, emotionally driven, cosmic sign that, “Yes, things will get better.”