I was eighteen years old, freshly separated and quite traumatized by my previous relationship. My mom never said things like ‘I told you so’, even though I knew that it was exactly what she was eager to do. She knew that the person I was dating previously was not right for me.
At the beginning of my relationship my mother fought against it, but then she decided to let go and leave everything up to me. She understood it was my life after all. She wished only good for me. It is not pleasant to make mistakes, but you always can learn from them. I felt relieved to know my mother was ready to be there for me no matter what. I love her so much for that.
I was lonely and not feeling too well at that time. I did not want to be alone, I had trouble eating regularly. My mother told me about a German book called Ordering from the Universe and some of the personal experiences that the author had. I did not read the book, but I listened to what my mother had to say. She gave me a few examples from it. One was where the creator of the book needed a little extra money for some things and she also needed a new front door for her house, as her old door did not shut properly, so she searched for ways to achieve those things. One day someone broke into her apartment while she was away and took things from there, which, fortunately, were not of much importance to her. They also completely broke her front door so she was forced to get a new one. Because of this incident she received extra money from her insurance company and a new front door was fitted. The author explains that it is important to know what you want and to ask for it in detail, in other words, you must make a precise order and purchase it.
I listened intently to my mother speaking, although I did have my doubts, but she insisted on the book's truth and sufficiency and suggested I try on a couple of methods explained there.
"Oh well, what did I have to lose?!" I thought to myself. So I did the following. I just wanted to test if it worked. I wrote down my wish and created a list of the qualities my wish possessed. I wished for a boyfriend. I wanted him to have blue eyes and blonde hair; I also asked for him to have a healthy, strong and masculine body. His body had to be tanned and tattooed and have piercings. Additionally, I wanted him to look like a real man (really, I wished only for the ‘outside’ look, plain stuff for the eye): confident, self-reliant, strong and handsome. I put that piece of paper away and literally forgot about it. I took it as a game and wondered whether my wish was ready to come true or not. Anyway, it did not really matter to me that much.
A few months later, some time in December, I was working at the nightclub behind the bar, when I saw a very handsome guy walk in. Suddenly I felt a great desire for him to approach me and have a talk, even though for one moment I really doubted about such a possibility. However, he approached the bar and ordered a drink from me. We liked each other instantly. I was pretty much head over heels and so was he. Later we agreed to meet on Christmas Eve at the same club again, since I had to work there anyway, but he left without leaving me his name or phone number, therefore, I knew nothing about him!
However, Christmas Eve came but the streets were so icy on that particular day that I could not get my car out of the driveway. As a result, I had to stay at home missing my date with that guy.
A few days later, at the beginning of January and shortly before my nineteenth birthday, I went out with a girlfriend. I had a night off from my work and we went to another club for dancing. All of a sudden I saw this sexy back of someone I could relate to. I could not believe my luck! The boy turned around and looked at me. It was him! I could not believe it! He was also very happy to see me. At last we had our time together. Later we went out twice, but then I sort of ditched him, as he was not acting too nicely towards me. He was very rude and selfish and not at all romantic.
A few months later I found the piece of paper, where I had written my wish. I then realized this guy was almost the one I had asked for: tanned, blonde, with blue eyes, tattooed, with piercings, bodybuilder and unfortunately freshly out of jail. So while describing my dream, I had forgotten to ask for something very important: a good character, one that would fit me and to include respect and love towards me.
So here is a moral: every detail regarding your wish is incredibly important and before you ask, think!
~Lavinia Kaufmann
Hamburg, Germany
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