5 Wishes
5 Wishes
When I turned 17 I got a couple of books that would change my life. My sister got me The Magic Toyshop and a book of love poems.
But my mum got me a book called 5 Wishes by Gay Hendricks.
How I loved that book. And maybe I should try it out again some time.
But the truth is. I don’t think that I could. My seventeen year old mind was spoilt and I guess my ego kicked in.
I wanted to be an actress. I wanted to sing. I wanted to dance. I wanted to fall in love. I wanted to write poetry. The trouble is I couldn’t decide. Unable to trust my first instincts, I changed my mind. But I finally settled on something in the end. And I can’t remember them although I’m almost certain either acting or writing featured. But I do remember my second wish.
It was a term I couldn’t place. I just called it “Zen”. If I could rewrite that now I’d just call it “God”. I didn’t realise they were the same thing. I see God everything. God is in the devotional poetry I read by Shruti Bakshi. God is in the Tao Te Ching. God is in the way the sky set on fire 🔥 today and the sun set in the west. God is in my cuddly orange newt and in my slight fear and apprehension about returning to work on Tuesday. It is explained best in one of my favourite psalms:
There is nothing I can do or be that will separate me from God. You are already innate peace. You are already true peace. You are already whole

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