Everything is easy in Italy
As I was getting ready for my last little trip to Italy, following my stint in Kiev, I was learning techniques to help bend reality.
Most recently I came to the realization that I often performed unnecessary work as a reaction to anxiety triggers that I had set for myself. As soon as I felt stressed out, I would act in a frenzy; looking for a solution. And the harder I worked the better I felt. But this coping mechanism didn’t actually produce any results, it just made me feel busy and thus more relaxed, as fooled I myself into thinking that I was getting closer to a solution.
Well, as I was coming to terms with the fact that this thinking pattern I developed over the years was actually causing more harm than good, I decided to test my new ‘reality bending’ knowledge
It just so happened that my trip to Milan, Italy was coming up and with four suitcases of clothes to send back to Toronto and some expenses I forgot I would have to make I came to the realization that I had exactly 20 euros for a week’s worth of accommodation and spending money on food and attractions reserved for Milano.
An acquaintance I was going to stay with cancelled last minute – and I somehow was expecting they would.
I also didn’t have a way of getting a loan or income on such short notice. So I did all I could think of to secure accommodation and extra money.
Unfortunately nothing seemed to be coming together. As the clock ticked, with each day the trip got closer, I decided I did all I could and it was time to let it go. I decided it would be easy, somehow everything would work out, and it would work out in a way I could not even imagine now.
Well it did. About 18 hours before the flight I casually told a friend I was spending my last night with in Kiev that I had no accommodation in Milano and she said she may be able to help. I made arrangements for accommodations as I checked in at the airport. I then had to re-pack my oversized luggage and the kind Ukrainian attendants told me to carry the extra kilos in an extra bag (even though my carry on luggage was maxed out). They said it would be silly to spend an extra 55 euros for a few kilos and I didn’t argue, ha-ha I didn’t think I even had that much.
And everything worked out exactly the way I imagined, easily. I could not have predicted the specifics of the situation, but I truly felt that I was going along some set out fairytale storyline. Everything just came together.
I had small bouts of anxiety of course, but overall I didn’t worry, life was perfect.
It helped to see myself from above as the events took place. That perspective literally gave me a bird’s eye-view and comforted me.
I’d get picked up from the airport, taken to my place, with little things like café and breakfast also taken care of. It turned out I’d stay in Novara not Milano, but it is just as well. I knew I’d go to Milano again and again in the future, but what are the chances I would stay in Novara again? The little town was quiet, mysterious, yet perfect.
I couldn’t believe the techniques I learned were working. In fact I made another wish, just to test if this would work too. I wished for 50 euros so I could buy some souvenirs.
And that didn’t seem to work, I feverishly looked for the money on the street. I even picked up a piece of scrap paper once. I didn’t understand why it wasn’t working and what I need to do next. I was so doubtful and began to feel anxious again.
But I decided I’ll scavenge for the cheapest little souvenirs (normally I don’t look at the price and just buy the first good quality item I find). It turned out my 20 euros bought me two healthy dinners, a trip to Milano, and adorable albeit tiny souvenirs.
I thought that the technique was a fluke and didn’t work, but I was happy that I found a way to make myself happy without the extra money. I felt content until I randomly checked my Canadian bank account. Seems I had over $600 in income all along, from the Canadian government, that I was not expecting at all. I’m actually still not fully certain what it is for. Lol. I had it all long, but never thought to take a look at the account.
Now I no longer doubt, I am a true believer. Now I know
By:
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𝓛𝓸𝓿𝓮,
𝓐𝓙☙
