The other morning I found an acorn on one of my kitchen countertops.
It wasn’t there the night before, and I have no idea where it came from. There are no oak trees in my garden or even in my neighborhood. I don’t think it could have somehow found its way in on my clothes, or I would have seen it (or heard it fall). I suspect Bella, a young stray cat I took in last year, found it somewhere (although where?) and left it on the counter – she carries her toys around the house in her mouth, and must have thought the acorn would make a nice gift. She knows not to be up on the kitchen counters when I’m around, but when I’m not (or when I’m asleep), I’m pretty sure all bets are off.
Now, I have been out of work for 13 months. I’ve been somewhat busy doing contract work from several sources, but even that is slow right now, and it’s occurred to me that I need to be thinking about doing something else with my life. I’m too young to retire and wouldn’t want to anyway, but I sometimes wonder if I’ll ever work full time again.
There are two key principles (among others) that I believe in:
1. There are no mistakes and there are no coincidences.
2. Everything happens for a reason.
Oh heck, there’s a third too:
3. Everything in life is either a lesson or a test.
The acorn isn’t the first time something has just shown up in my life out of the blue with no way to explain it, so I tend to pay attention when these things happen. The first thing I thought of was the old saw “Mighty oaks from little acorns grow,” and I pondered that for a while. I thought about seeds, new ideas, growing something, starting. If everything happens for a reason, then an acorn showing up on my countertop is a clue, perhaps to what’s next.
Growing something. Starting something. I wonder what.
More to come.