Adventures in luck
Lady Luck has been good to me
and I fancy she has been good to everyone.
Only some people are dour, and when she gives them
the come hither with her eyes, they look down
or turn away and lift an eyebrow.
But me, I give her the wink and away we go.
William Allen White
I often write about life as an adventure but somehow keep forgetting. I like the idea that Lady Luck invites us all the time and we accept her or scurry on our way.
“Hang on a minute,” you say. “I went about my day and didn’t see any such thing as the winsome beckon of fate!”
Lady Luck’s offer is in small things like turning down a new street or going home ten minutes early. She’s in big things like job offers and new cities. She’s in sudden things like who’s in the elevator with you. She’s in difficult things that drag on forever like arguments and letting go.
Lady Luck beckons you to take a chance and cry, love, leave, share, set boundaries or break them down. She invites you to say no when it’s hard and yes when it’s scary. If you accept her invitation, you won’t break in two. Really.
Luck is the shifting pattern of grass as it bends in waves under the wind. If you watch one more moment, it will blow another way and the whole world will change.
As you go about your day, look for your invitation but don’t turn away. Give Lady Luck a wink and away you go.
Muchness 