It’s a Bizarre World
I drove through a blizzard this year. The snow fell harder and faster the farther I drove until everything was blanketed in deep snow. My car slid off the road, and I smashed my head against the window rendering myself unconscious.
I have no memory of it, however, and there’s no record of any of that happening. But now, thinking back, that must have been the moment.
What I remember is getting up extremely early to drive through a snow storm and being extremely late (due to the aforementioned blizzard) to a seminar I was attending. I arrived cold and annoyed, but with a fully intact head and car.
It was a seminar on a topic I don’t care about for a career I dislike. The seminar was professional and informative. I was welcomed with open arms by my peers and colleagues. I was even paid to attend. But that’s exactly the point…
In 2018 nothing made sense. Bad was good. Sad was happy. Up was down. At some point in 2018 I entered Bizarro World where everything is the opposite. I must have hit my head and entered a new dimension. It had to be that blizzard.
I am a firm believer in trusting the universe to help and guide you on your path to a happy, successful life. However, the universe won’t do it alone. You have to put in the requisite work and effort, and if you do, you will be rewarded with helpful hints along the way as the universe nudges you toward your destiny.
So I did that… I thought. I want to change my life, so I developed a plan, set goals, and took action, but I was met with roadblocks that set me back even further from my goals and a series of disasters that seemed to serve no purpose other than distracting me from getting back on track. The harder I tried to do something new, the more the universe pushed me back to the old. Every nudge I got pushed me away from any positive change and back toward my old rut.
New exciting life? Nope. Old sad, depressing life? No problems there!
Why am I always chased back into my familiar cocoon of despair?! Am I being tested to measure my will to change? Am I already living my destiny? (Please, no.) Am I being pushed to the breaking point in order to rebuild? I don’t know – I got nothin’.
But this being Bizarro World where everything is the opposite, the more I try to figure it out, the farther away from answers I get.
So maybe instead of trying, I will no longer try. Instead of shooting for the proverbial stars, I’ll stay on the couch. Instead of striving to do what makes me happy, I’ll wallow in depression.
Is that really the message the universe wants to send me? The me from Planet Normal cringes at that thought. But that’s life here in Bizarro World – not trying is trying, irresponsible is responsible… or something. I’m still trying to figure it out.
Or is it possible the bad signs and hints I get from the universe aren’t really meant to deter me from following the wrong path? What if the signs are actually challenges?
Making an effort seems to be frowned upon in Bizarro World, so my New Year’s Resolution for 2019 is simple: I vow to finish something – finish a plan despite resistance, finish a project despite roadblocks, or finish this weird life that doesn’t make sense.
But first, I’d like to put Bizarro World to the test. Instead of driving through a freezing blizzard so I can continue making money doing something I hate, I’d like to fly to a warm beach where I will make no effort to work or earn a living or plan any kind of future for myself. If that lazy beach leads to my dream career, I’ll consider taking up permanent residence in this weird world.
