During one of my meditations a week ago, I was thinking about the fact that I had been stuck with one of my projects once again, and was trying to find answers. The project is the short story I wrote a while back, and I have been adding to it and editing for several months now, as I intend to publish it this year. During the meditation I sought answers of why this was happening. I asked why I was procrastinating and not working on it, while time was passing and I wasn’t making anything happen.
I didn´t receive clarity on the reason, but got something much better. The message I received was to start making different choices. Instead of dwelling in the past, and regretting the wasted time, I could make a different choice in this moment and in every moment that I feel like what I intend isn´t happening.
After having a day of unfortunate events, I hoped for some good news, or at least to get home and have a book I had ordered by my door. I had checked the tracking number and knew that it was going to be delivered that day, but I couldn’t stay home to wait for it. Late in the evening, when I got home and checked my mailbox, I saw the box with the book stuck in it, in a diagonal position. I had a split second of happiness and excitement for the book’s arrival, and relief for not having to go to the Post Office the next day; only to realize that the box was stuck. I removed the rest of the mail that was easy to reach. Then, I tried to remove the box by folding the edges on both ends, and nothing. I took off my coat, so that my arm would fit inside the mailbox and reach the end of the package, and I started pushing it. It didn’t work either. I kept trying to use strength for a while, without success. I tried to use the string that helps open boxes, but it was facing down, and I couldn’t move it too far. The thought of going upstairs to pick up scissors crossed my mind, but I didn’t really feel like it.